I would have to say that I have been pretty fortunate throughout my life.  Never have I gone without a meal (That’s not true.  You did it when you were on your four-month fast against injustice in the world. Are you making things up?  That never happened.) or been obliged to do manual labor.  However, I have been forced through one extremely difficult ordeal.  I can never go on vacations in warm places.  Sure, you might be saying: “Oh look at Julian.  He’s so privileged (And good-looking. Chill with that.) but he still finds ways to complain.”  I completely agree.  However, when you are surrounded with friends that are all conversing about their various destinations, including Tahiti, Fiji and the Caribbean and you’re going to Northern Siberia to examine ancient ice formations, its hard not to feel a pang of sadness.  Sure, there’s nothing wrong with Siberia, I mean there are trees and snow and stuff, but it’s just plain dull.  (Well, you are most definitely not dull. Can I call you my friend? Where’s your medication?  How long since you took it?)  I guess the point of the post was for me to tell you all to pity me while I’m skiing in Vail.  In retrospect, that sounds really spoiled.  Screw it, who wants to go to Siberia?  (ME!!!)


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This blog is informal to say the least. It's almost like an online journal, filled with stories that I find funny, interesting things/links and anything else that comes to my mind. Enjoy.
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