Its that time. New decade is starting. So why not list some top memories. Missing from my list are things like "family memories" and "9/11." In terms of personal memories standing out to me, they didn't make the list.

I made a top five memories list, so here are twenty five memories with no particular order.

Dan Fight (almost fight)
"Same place talke" with Mim
1st day of work at KMS
1st big break with Jenna
Driving cross country with Sean
Angelo (he rocks)
Driving cross country with Alena
1st alcoholic drink
2nd visit to the Essex
Living with / Reconnecting with Rollin
Living with Reggie (he actually moved
Mike's Wedding
Appendix / Near Death
July 4th 2003 (first big frisbee golf experience)
Fight with Reggie (verbal)
Jasper Death
Halloween 2009 (ok, Nov 1) - relevations
Jan 1st, 2009 (renewal)
Summer of 2002 (the great QBY summer)
Brian Legg Dumptruck Experience
Dad getting hit by a car
Los Angeles trip (another almost death experience)
10 year reunion
Winter 2008 Depression
Nov 2008 fight / break up

Top 5 (no order)
Last talk w/ Alena
Alena and were roommates, former lovers, and friends. Anyone that helped define my college years knows about Alena. She was a big part of my life. What I didn't realize, was how big a part of her life I was. I can count on my hands (one hand really) how many people I feel like I've really hurt. I think I really hurt Alena. And I do feel bad about it.

Summer of 200 in California
This was a summer I spent alone. And you know what, I enjoyed it. I had a good time. I had some friends at ACE this summer, but I spend a majority of my downtime skateboarding, and walking around San Francisco by myself. I went crazy dying my hair this summer. I also broke open my face in a skateboarding accident. But mostly, I felt alone. And it wasn't bad. I foudn that I was ok and happy with it.

Night after Derek's Wedding

Sitting with Pat and Dan in Founding Father's, pretty drunk, we all looked at each others lives, and found them equally sad. We talked about how we should all move somewhere and start over. I was the only one that took it seriously. This night might not mean much to them, but it meant a lot to me. I decided I wanted to move. Really move. And it got the wheels moving in my head, and I thought about it, and went with it. And the two years since, haven't been easy. Not even close, but I wouldn't go back on it.

Meeting Jenna
That first night I used some corny line, something like "I'm not staring at your tattoo, just looking at your ass." It might have been the other way around. I don't know. Jenna has more than anyone else defined and impacted the last five years of my life. Really. And I wouldn't change that either. She has, is and was a ginormous influence behind a vast amount of my decisions and accomplishments. Angelo is because of Jenna. Visiting Chicago (I love Chicago). The ups and downs and rollercoaster of my life, has revolved around Jenna for a long time. And I wouldn't change it. It got me to where I am now. The later half of the 2000's, was all about Jenna.

Pat Fight
How do you make best friends? Really, think about it. For me and Pat, we had to fight to get over that just friends part. Pat got drunk and decided we needed to be better friends, and based off a violent kids show he was watching at the time, that was by fighting. I'm not really sure how that logic works, but it does. We had been friends all through college. Not great friends, but friends. I don't think we ever really had hung out, just the two of us, much before. But Pat tackled me, and left knuckle bruises on my forehead, and we instantly became best friends. Through the ups and downs of the 8 years since that happened I have to say we have become better friends. He's there to talk when I need to, and I'm there for him. And when he gets drunk and has stupid ideas, I'm there drunk with him. Its how we roll. And that is how you make a best friend. Or at least it worked for us.