I'm slowly swimming through the finishing stretch of this internship and the stifling humidity and tropical storms that are accompanying it. This week has been particularly agonizing so far, maybe because I'm still missing that mad rush of Boosh-related excitement. Also, my birthday was kind of a let-down. I'm immensely grateful to the friends and family who sent me their fantastic, thoughtful gifts, cards, phone calls, and texts, and to April, who bought me a lovely dinner and kept me company. However, it's kind of disheartening how many of my friends only remembered my birthday in the past because of its former, more prominent position on Facebook's news feed page. This year I got a weird, abbreviated mix of well-wishes, about half of which are from people I almost never speak to. Frowns.
Anyway, I'm 21 now. Today I finished off the beer Leo bought for me, so I guess I'll have to start buying my own alcohol. What a bother. It's very hot and humid, and I'd have to walk all the way across Union Square and then some to get to Trader Joe's wine shop. I might not even bother until I get back to Ann Arbor, where I can buy lots of cheap Meijer booze.
So really just about one more week of this internship to go, and then I'll finally be able to leave New York, breathe clean air, and feast my ears on some good, wholesome silence. The entire experience has left me doubting whether or not I'm suited for city life. I'd probably have to give living here some more time to know for sure. As I've been forced to repeat over and over this summer, I'm not in any position to be choosy about where I end up after college. This economy is taking no prisoners. I will have a job. AS GOD IS MY WITNESS, I SHALL HAVE A JOB.
Anyway, I'm 21 now. Today I finished off the beer Leo bought for me, so I guess I'll have to start buying my own alcohol. What a bother. It's very hot and humid, and I'd have to walk all the way across Union Square and then some to get to Trader Joe's wine shop. I might not even bother until I get back to Ann Arbor, where I can buy lots of cheap Meijer booze.
So really just about one more week of this internship to go, and then I'll finally be able to leave New York, breathe clean air, and feast my ears on some good, wholesome silence. The entire experience has left me doubting whether or not I'm suited for city life. I'd probably have to give living here some more time to know for sure. As I've been forced to repeat over and over this summer, I'm not in any position to be choosy about where I end up after college. This economy is taking no prisoners. I will have a job. AS GOD IS MY WITNESS, I SHALL HAVE A JOB.
I'm sorry I was a "Late Birthday McGee" on the Internet. I'm pretty bad at even knowing what day it is, but that is not a very good excuse.
Enjoy being 21! It's pretty non-climactic but it's convenient, if nothing else.