It's Like I Never Left...

Allow me to give you some insight into my world right about now:

I am sitting in my room at my uncle's home on Long Island, with a laptop on my lap watching Sunday Tiger, prepping for Finals Kobe, all while delaying the completion of my Directed Studies application and fingering my St. Paul's ring located on my right Ring Finger. And I'm relaying this all to you. 

Needless to say, I'm a busy man. 

I'd like to take this time to congratulate my 5ive; we've actually done it. I'd also like to congratulate Spencer Jones, and old roommate of mine. You've done it as well. There were times - years actually - when I didn't think you'd make it. But you did. And seeing you last Tuesday at Syries... Well, it was like you never left. 

That's how I feel right now - Like I never left my closest friends, those who Jonathan referred to as chosen family members. My greatest fear was that distance, time and home would erode friendships that I've cherished for a surplus of 4our years now. However, as indicated by the amount I've corresponded with all of you, and you all know who you are, it doesn't feel like much of anything has changed. The only difference is that you all don't get to see my sexy face as you hear my sexy voice.  

And on that note, I depart. Tiger just birdied 15 and is tied atop the leaderboard. Greatness calls. 

JbP

p.s. There will be an influx in posts. I needed to get my bearings. Stick with us. 

p.p.s. jxb2@pantheon.yale.edu or jordan.buxton-punch@yale.edu ... show me some love, shoot me a line.