Random Esquire

This week is a very special week for me.

I will finish paying off my six-figure student-momofuku-loans.  At that point… I will be 100% debt free.  No credit card debt, no mortgage, no car payment, and most importantly… NO STUDENT LOANS.

And you know what?

I’d like a goddamn letter.

I got a really nice letter when I got into Notre Dame.  And then Law School.  Really nice letters that congratulated me on my opportunity to attend their fine institution and thereby create a black hole of debt that amounted to a small mortgage for a home inside my head that not only provides no shelter but also punishes me for any ability to pay it off by not cutting me a tax break.

It doesn’t have to be fancy.  Just a short and sweet letter that says something like, “Wow.  We didn’t think it could be done.  I mean, we chalk most of you six figure kids up to Default or Die.  But you managed to do it.  Good job!” or even, “Congratulations!  You’re free.”

Something.

I was feeling pretty kick ass about not having any debt until I realized I also don’t own a bloody thing, either. Well, I haven’t bought a condo.  I have a car and a decent amount of savings.  I just looked around my place and came eye to eye with Little Filthy.  I looked at him and he looked back at me.  And then he jumped on me and licked my face.

Okay, I own a monster, too.

Life is good!