Wednesday, May 14, 2008

One year ago we were incredibly drunk together

This morning in the office kitchen, Anonymous Coworker and I were lamenting the one year anniversary of our respective colleges' senior weeks AKA the school sponsored week of activities meant to celebrate our four years of achievements AKA the drunkest week of my life leading up to the worst (and possibly most hungover) day of my life (AKA graduation).

This mourning came the day my friends decided to revisit one of my Facebook albums chronicling the events of our long weekend in Dewey Beach to kick off our senior week last year. Not only does this album (as most of my albums do) make us all look like ravenous alcoholics, but it's a bittersweet reminder of how close we had become after four years together.

I say bittersweet because now, this group of best friends is spread out across the world. And this distance makes it quite difficult to all live in houses next door to each other.

A Partial List of Cities (in No Particular Order) That Prevent Me From Living Next Door to My Friends:

Pittsburgh, PA
Chicago, IL
New York, NY
Berlin, Germany
Baltimore, MD
Washington, D.C.
Bangkok, Thailand
Some Random Biodiversity Station That I Don't Feel Like Looking Up the Name Of, Ecuador
Boston, MA

Needless to say, I've been feeling pretty nostalgic recently (and those that know me know that I'm prone to bouts of hopeless nostalgia). College was an amazing time. I'm sure I don't need to go into the details of why. But beyond that, it really comes down to one thing: I miss my friends.

The Real World isn't all that horrible. We all have jobs. Those of us that don't currently have jobs are in law school, so in a few years they will, and they'll be making more money than I am. How much money? Buttloads of money.

They will also defend me (for free) when I get sued, possibly for something I say in this blog.

And thank blog for the Internet, because I still talk to my friends almost every day. E-mails, IMs, and g-chats certainly don't hold a candle to the Morning After Recap on the Couch, but they help me get my (almost) instant girlfriend fix. And those free nights and weekends keep us all gabbing when we need it most.

They may be hundreds (and thousands) of miles away, but they're still the first ones I want to call when I have something going on, or a funny story, or I'm alone and drunk in the grocery store. So in honor of our one year anniversary of the last week we all lived together, I just wanted to say, I love you guys.


Caitlin said...

I'll defend you with all of my heart but let's make sure you don't confess too much on this blog. It's also worth noting, recaps on the couch are only a few days away now.

On a different note, there is a positive to all of this. Having friends in different places means your reasons and opportunities to travel and experience a new place as a "local" increase greatly. Visitors are always welcome to wherever my home may be.

P.S. I think you forgot Honduras.

Lauren R said...

I just discovered this and remember this conversation in the kitchen haha...holler on feeling nostalgic and the endless list of cities that prevent us from living next door to our best friends..i think it's something in the 'almost summer' feeling that brings it all back..

but the upside is finding new friends in new cities :-)


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