8:38 a.m. birthday update.

So this day has come and now I'm twenty two. In twelve hours from now, 22 years ago, I was born. Here is what I've done with my day so far:

- Just as the big 12:00 was creeping up upon me, I was cruising out of a Taco Bell with Jenn San Juan and Mandy in Newburgh.
- At some point I realized I missed the last train out of town.
- At midnight, I was still munching on T-Bell.
- At 4:30 a.m. train into the city from Newburgh.

Mandy thought that I would be able to see the sun rise over the river on my journey in- but alas, the city was still cloaked in darkness when my train pulled into to Grand Central. At this point, I refused to be in the subway, or worse yet- in bed when the sun decided to finally show up. I wandered my way down to Brooklyn Bridge park and after an hour, I realized that from my vantage point one can watch the sun set most beautifully, but the rising should be viewed from the bridge that I was standing beneath.

It was quite alright. I continued my slow paced journey and sang song lyrics louder than a person should in public.

But I didn't care. It was 7 a.m. and it's my birthday. And now I'm home and the Britney Spears special is on. Perfect.

Oh and I'm about eat some baked mac and cheese for breakfast.


  1. "munching on t-bell" sounds like a euphemism for cunnilingus.

    see you tonight!

  2. once you start eating macaroni & cheese for breakfast you can't go back. you want it every morning