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September 07, 2005
The greatest song in the world, this is a tribute
I've just experienced the best day of my life.
The day was beautiful on many accounts, first and foremost because I began my first day of architecture studies in the masters degree program at Columbia. It's that moment when your childhood dream, the one you hope may come true but might not, actually reaches fruition. I may be lucky a didn't run around as a toddler dreaming to be an astronaut, or firefighter, or Rambo; but instead an architect... but regardless, I am at the threshold of where I have hoped to be for 2 decades. This my friends is the most enormous ego boost you could imagine. I spent the whole day walking around like a rooster, chest out, smiling broadly, winking at every good looking undergrad I could pinpoint in even the smallest slivers of my peripheral vision. Every ounce of humble in me, at least in regards to architecture, dissapeared. Barrages of convoluted explanations to the girl at Ikea, ultimatums of non-argument clauses to my mother on everything in regards to stacking, folding, bending, suggestions of servings techniques to the waiter at fridays (yes, I went to TGI Fridays; it was as bad as I expected, but that was good in a way) and a general "Fuck you all, I have the superhuman ability to chew your ear off about Comparitive critical analysis of built form, and could build a free standing cantilever off the side of your tupee using only sobo glue and balsa, now kiss my ring."
Secondly, it was my first step as a citizen of New York City. Having watched the love/hate town from a distance, i finally rented an apartment, painted, and started to move in. But today was the first day it was actually mine... I walked in, held the door open for a beautiful neighbor of mine who proceeded to drop change from her purse every three steps, bending over to pick it up over and over again (yes, i got a name and an invitation to "drop by"), walked up the flight of stairs grabbed a cold slice of pizza from the fridge ( I NEVER eat cold pizza), a Dr. Pepper, went to the bathroom, held my penis in one hand pizza in the other, DP on the sink, took a piss, while eating a pizza and drinking some soda. It was fabulous.
Fuck yeah it was a great day. And the best part is, tomorrow will probably be better
Posted by mvb at September 7, 2005 02:44 AM
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My most heartfelt congratulations to you!
Now, go figure out how to fix the way we live.
Posted by: Freshzilla at September 7, 2005 09:28 AM
happy birfday, mvb, for real for real.
love you.
Posted by: The Enforcer at September 8, 2005 10:12 AM