My professor and me at my birthday party – working

This week one day I suddenly happened to feel old(er). For some reason I get this feeling once every year in January. This is already the second birthday I celebrate in Knoxville, Tennessee. It’s a bit sad that most of my friends are living in other parts of this world. However, I am happy to have gotten so much mail form all of you. It’s a nice feeling to not be forgotten although I am not around anymore 🙂
The party was rather small, my PhD advisor Jeremy and me went over some corrections (how exciting) of the revisions of my recent publication, everyone brought beer and wine but nobody drank any since they all came by car (I did though, ha) and then there was poor Xiaohu with his usual paranoiac anxiety attacks. Pavan generously contributed entertaining stories and Loukas and me prepared some not-too-bad Chili con Carne that was worth at least half a Michelin star. I have no idea how I am supposed to finish all the leftover beer during the next 10 days that I will be in Knoxville…