I was surfing the net for the Sturge-Weber Syndrome that I came across at work today and I landed at the doorstep of my cobweb laden blog. So here I am brimming with fresh new input about my odysseys to let the sunshine in.

After personally experiencing the bitter aftertaste of somewhat experimental recipes gone wrong, I nursed my shrivelled up tongue & vowed never to go down that path again where dogs bite their masters' hands. I must say there was some good that came out of it, like how I got closer to the eagle brothers.

The other day was my first time in 2390487 cycles of the moon that I went partying again thanks to zy (who definitely did not get wasted before the night was up) & the only reason why I could stay awake enough to hang out was because of the jetlag that USA left me with (12am here would be when I'm just rolling out of bed into the frosty air of san fran or the snapping heat of nevada).

1 night in the den and that's all I could get before a whirlwind start to my internship for a kids' physiotherapy clinic. The children here are real characters that make me laugh & cry! just 3 weeks here before I hop over to another developmental clinic for a month; I will definitely miss the mister mischevious and little miss sunshines around.