So, tomorrow is the 28th anniversary of my birth. Yes, 28 years ago, my dear mother suffered through hours upon hours of labor to unleash me on the world. Major props to Ann Marie for going through labor and putting up with me for these 28 years.
Tomorrow evening as well, PK, Harnett, Juice, Pipes, Desma and Katie are throwing me a birthday bash at the Penthouse on the UES. If you have no plans, and you feel like giving me either:
- Money
- Props
- A slap on the ass
- All of the above
…then feel free to stop by. It should be a great night.
Other than that, I got a long lost email from a great friend of mine, Jason Berger. Jason and I were great friends our freshman year at Syracuse, and after he left that year, we still managed to keep in touch to some capacity. It’s always great hearing from him. He truly is a kind soul and great man, someone who I knew, despite only hanging out with him for one year in college, would be someone who I could always draw inspiration from. Every time I ‘d try to google him or look for some old email, I’d always turn a dead end. But somehow, he always found me. It’s funny because a few nights ago, I thought long and hard about how it’s been 10 years since my parents dropped me off on the Hill as a scared freshman, and I’m honestly happy to look back and see where I am now. But I thought a lot about freshman year, and how different my life would have been, for better or worse, if Jason and Ryan stayed at Syracuse. The three of us were inseparable then, because we had so much in common, but after that year, parted ways. I can’t say I regret the way college turned out, mostly because of all the amazing people that came in my life after that, but I’m certainly curious of what could have been, and if I would be happier. But hearing from Berger makes me realize that I can have the best of both worlds…
