I'm a 23 year old grad student getting a masters in biostatistics who is just learning how wonderful and crazy life is. I believe in the power of love and life chats and have an undying love for the Mets and USWNT. Oh and I'm as liberal as they come. Peace. Love. Equality.
This is a strange, wonderful, bittersweet feeling. Don’t know what I did to deserve this, but I’m so fucking grateful.
Two years ago, I ran away to St. Louis for grad school after my aunt died of colon cancer and I didn’t know how to cope. Escaping to the quiet of the midwest and the promise of a career seemed like the best option. I remember the last night I saw her, comatose in her hospital bed at Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center. I remember crying more than I knew possible and telling my mom I couldn’t leave after this. She hugged me, looked me straight in the eye, and said that my aunt would want me to go.
Two years and countless wonderful memories later, I am less than two weeks away from moving back to New York where I was just offered a position as a data analyst at that same cancer center. Life has a weird way of working out sometimes. Thanks, Aunt Alanna. I owe you one.
—Bill Mackin (via psychedelicsunshine)
I need to stop running away from good things.
Lost in New York? The streets are numbered! How’d you get lost in New York? I know it’s kind of stupid to complain about a movie that came out seventeen years ago, but I wasn’t a comedian back then. So I have to do it now. I wish I’d been. I wish I’d been a def jam comic when [Home Alone 2: Lost in New York] came out. I would’ve torn it to pieces!
July 21, 2004: Ten years ago today, a 21-year old rookie named David Wright debuted for the New York Mets against the Montreal Expos.
While his first ever game in the majors lacked a hit, Wright managed to end his rookie season with a .293 batting average, 14 home runs, and 40 RBI in only 69 games played after being chosen as the everyday third baseman.
Happy ten-year anniversary, David Wright!
—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via allthingssoulful)
I’m interviewing for my dream job tomorrow. Praying that my brain doesn’t decide to spontaneously forget all of the math I’ve ever learned. I guess I should go to sleep soon…