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posted Friday, 6 June 2008
This might be the shortest birthday entry I've ever written. With the exception of one devastating, life-changing event, my path from 30 to 31 years old has been fantastic. The relative lack of upheaval is still refreshing; I've had the same job for almost 2 years now, and I haven't moved, and I haven't transferred my life someplace new.
But I have made new friends. Over the past year, I started kickball and made a ton of new acquaintances, as well as a few good friends. I now spend a decent amount of time with kickballers outside of kickball. My new team, Big Kids, has a storied tradition and really good people. I started going to nerd happy hour with my fellow nerds, and met some extremely good people who are fun to be around and interesting to listen to. My social schedule went from being decently busy to packed. I fully settled into D.C. life.
I went back to San Fransisco, and discovered Seattle for myself. I started helping my friend with his album project, and went into a studio for only the second time in my life. I learned what it's like to put together an album. I questioned whether I have been selling myself short as a bass player. Have I?
I sold my mountain bike and got a flat-handlebar road bike, and actually logged a decent amount of miles on it last summer. I resolved to ride more, but my social life and the weather got in the way.
I saw Farmer get married (gasp!), and a lot of friends bought houses and had kids. I'm at that age.
And of course my brother died this year. My closest sibling, and it was totally unexpected. His birthday was June 10. He would have been 38 years old had he lived past January. This is the first time in 4 years that I won't see him on my birthday. He isn't around to take me to lunch or dinner anymore. It's far too soon for me to ask if I will outlive my brother, but I find myself asking that question anyway. He is still on earth with us, in the hearts of the family that will always love him.
Now let's party.
But I have made new friends. Over the past year, I started kickball and made a ton of new acquaintances, as well as a few good friends. I now spend a decent amount of time with kickballers outside of kickball. My new team, Big Kids, has a storied tradition and really good people. I started going to nerd happy hour with my fellow nerds, and met some extremely good people who are fun to be around and interesting to listen to. My social schedule went from being decently busy to packed. I fully settled into D.C. life.
I went back to San Fransisco, and discovered Seattle for myself. I started helping my friend with his album project, and went into a studio for only the second time in my life. I learned what it's like to put together an album. I questioned whether I have been selling myself short as a bass player. Have I?
I sold my mountain bike and got a flat-handlebar road bike, and actually logged a decent amount of miles on it last summer. I resolved to ride more, but my social life and the weather got in the way.
I saw Farmer get married (gasp!), and a lot of friends bought houses and had kids. I'm at that age.
And of course my brother died this year. My closest sibling, and it was totally unexpected. His birthday was June 10. He would have been 38 years old had he lived past January. This is the first time in 4 years that I won't see him on my birthday. He isn't around to take me to lunch or dinner anymore. It's far too soon for me to ask if I will outlive my brother, but I find myself asking that question anyway. He is still on earth with us, in the hearts of the family that will always love him.
Now let's party.
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