Now that I've stopped sobbing. . .
Wow, Blogging. How retro, how June 2003. Despite anything I may have said before, Brian is truly and undeniably stinky- too bad blogs are dead, or the whole world would know it.

Down is the new Up
Maturity, pheph! They say that 30 is the new 20, and while I don’t usually go in for the "blank" is the new "blank" blah blah bullshit talk, it is true that (for the most part) we're in much different places than our parents were at our ages. With people staying in school longer, with job promotion/ security slowed by a market clogged with the Baby Boom generation, and other "maturity" delaying factors, do we really have any choice but to sit in our apartments surrounded by the toys we love and will for ever be paying off (rather than the kids, cars, spouses, houses, etc. of our parent's generation)? I can’t imagine having a husband, two kids and a mortgage and my age like my mom did- that's true for most people my age that I know. I don’t know that my mother could have ever pictured herself at 27 as me either. Where am I going with this? I don’t really know- I'm just bored, at lunch and trying to confirm my true geekdom by engaging in a dead format (Brian). I'm glad blogs are dead, it was really getting tiring hand illuminating my rants on vellum.

Anyway, Zach and Jessie’s reception was really beautiful and a great time. Congratulations to the BiancoSmith’s.