My buddy Jenny sent me this picture after I sent her a series of pictures from not-too-long-ago. This, I guess, is old school. When I saw the picture, after I dried my tears, I wondered, “what could I tell this kid?”
If I could give this goofy looking motherfucker one bit of advice, I would tell him that, “It’s all going to work out.” I wouldn’t warn him away from any of the mistakes–even the colossal ones–nor would I say anything about how quickly things would change for him. I could try and tell him to “get more organized” but he’s a smug bastard who’d just flip me the bird.
In short, I wouldn’t tell him to change. I’d just remind him that he’d manage to work everything out in the end.
Speaking of work, I am behind 4k word on Nano right now. That catch up begins after class…
I think it was your birthday present to me that you weren’t flipping off the camera! 😛
You look nice w/ no facial hair….but alas, I have said this before.
Jesus H, you look so freakin’ young! And this was late college.
@Jenny I believe I said something like, “this is your goddamn present. happy?”
@Von this is hwy you rule . Compliments to boost my self esteem.
@Brian Whatever! Last time I saw you in Cali, you hadn’t. changed. at. All. You or Debz. By the way, I miss you both too.
Yeah, I b’lieve I have some pics like this. From the BSFFA Dinner at Olive Garden, with our parents and assorted friends, just before graduation.