Second Coffee Refuel

Currently, I do believe this beverage could have a Red Bull or two in it, just to ensure that I stay awake long enough to actually make it home tonight. No, I didn't rage last night. In fact, I've become a rather dull, boring, lame adult. I'm Ted Mosby when I aspire to be Robin Scherbatsky.

Right, whatever with that.

I suppose I should at least sort of clarify who PHD is, considering I might be mentioning him more from time to time. We met at a mutual friend's wedding; rather, we met at the reception after-party to play Finish The Drinks. Something about me that night made him want to actually talk to me (imagine: a man making the first move): it could have been that I was shit-housed, wearing a very tight Nyan cat shirt with tight jeans, I was high on female wedding endorphins/desperation, or perhaps a combination of all three. Either way, he just started chatting me up, even though in that moment I probably wasn't in prime chatting up condition.

Look, open bars are about 50% I go to weddings in the first place.

Anyway, so he sent me a friend request on Facebook and we kept in touch through that medium. He studies physics at a university in PA at the Ph.D. level, hence the pseudonym PHD. When I received notification of my acceptance to graduate school, he was among the first to congratulate me. Our conversations following that occasion turned a tad more flirtatious, to the point where he was at my apartment's front door the night after graduation. He stayed for two nights with me and we reached an agreement: we were going to see how the summer went with the distance and such. I had made plans to drive up to PA to visit him but reality got in the way.

See, accepting this internship was a major step up for me from where I was. However, it gave my very little to move out of my apartment in Blacksburg and into my aunt's place in DC. The only days in which this task could be accomplished were the days that I had planned on heading up to visit him. Unfortunately, my trip to the North (yes, PA is north of the Mason-Dixon line. Know your US history) will be put on hold until September, and I feel really terrible about that. I want to visit him, not just because I like him but also because it's fair.

PHD has decided to come down to DC to celebrate Independence Day with me, which is pretty cool. He's also indicated coming down for my 22nd birthday.

I guess I should just come out with it: he asked me to be his girlfriend. Surprisingly, I'm OK with this. I don't mind the distance because both of us are going to be crazy-busy with graduate school classes. Plus, I don't need to talk to him everyday. Perhaps I have reached the level of maturity in order to maintain this sort of thing.

"Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, it's probably shit." I'm going to let this develop organically.

~M

Top Ten Tips to Being a Successful Summer Intern in Northern Virginia, or Really Anywhere

One of the new and exciting (note the sarcasm) ways to spend your summer is to be an intern.  Who would want to give up three months of tanning, hottie-hunting, and lemonade sipping and transplant into the yuppie lifestyle?  Unfortunately, if you have any dream of landing a job in this economic downturn, prepare yourself for the trials and tribulations of the summer internship. 

Some of you lucky ladies will land a fabulous position at a fabulous office in a fabulous city doing fabulous things.  Congratulations to you all are due.  For the vast majority of us, though, summer internships are tough, especially if the internships are anywhere in Northern Virginia, or NOVA.  Maybe you’re not resigned to fetching coffee for the full-time employees, but no matter the field (unless you’re one of those forestry majors), you are going to be kept inside on beautiful sunny days on a strict 9-to-5 schedule and to complain about that fact is career potential suicide. 

So how can you, a bright, young, lovely woman navigate your way through the confusing territory that is your summer internship?  From one intern to you, I give you my best tools to use, even though many of them are just plain, old-fashioned common sense.

1. Know your company.  Yes, you awkwardly shook the recruiter’s hand back at the internship/co-op fair, spilled copies of your resume all over his/her feet, and stumbled over your elevator speech (or perhaps that was just me), but despite all of that, you landed a spot with their summer internship program.  You researched the company just enough to get by during the interview process and that must have been sufficient.  Now, however, you are going to be side-by-side with the Man/Woman and the full-time employees.  Rather than be shell-shocked on your first day, prepare yourself a bit by going on the company’s website and reading their content.  Bonus points if you are able to find any press releases regarding your company’s breakthroughs in the industry.  Trust me, the people in charge will notice that you’ve prepared.  Think of it as though you’re preparing for any pop quiz that your nasty 8 AM professor throws at you.
2. Prepare your body.  Hopefully, you receive notification from your company far enough in advance so you have enough time to plan, pack, and adjust your sleep schedule.  Give yourself at least one week before your first day to train your sleep schedule from college mode (i.e. 11 AM – 3 AM) to yuppie mode (6:30 AM – 11 PM).  The last thing you want to happen is to fall asleep during a senior level employee’s presentation on education market trends through the 21^st century.
3. Learn your commute.  If you’re navigating anywhere in NOVA and you absolutely have to face Route 66, know right now that you are going to spend the majority of your commute sitting on this highway.  Learn everything you can about your commute before you even start: how many miles, what are the traffic patterns, what are the alternative routes, and how much gas do you use.  For those of you who are lucky enough to work close to a Metro station, know that I am supremely jealous.
4. Organize your wardrobe.  Put away any shirt you wore to a highlighter party, case race, or a football game and dig out cardigans, camisoles, khakis, flats, and anything you could wear to a church.  Learn how to put different pieces together that make you appear professional yet young: if you dress like you’re fifty, your superiors will scratch their heads.  Also, start shopping at Marshalls or Ross because these stores have working-girl gems at slashed prices.  Invest in two suits: one charcoal grey and one black.  At this stage, go for a skirt suit: they’re flirtier and easily transition to evening wear with the right accessories.  
5. Learn how to walk in high heels.  I have to thank my mother every day for so many things in my life but I must say, her torturous practice of making me walk with a dictionary on my head while standing on my tiptoes was one of the best things she has done for me.  This is a skill that will serve you for a lifetime.  It’s important to realize that no matter what, someone is watching you and if you happen to be clomping around in stilettos because it’s your first time breaking them in, everyone will know it.  Practice in your apartment and have your girlfriends judge you.  Better yet, turn it into an America’s Next Top Model-themed party.  Incorporate your new working-girl wardrobe into the event for an even more fun and productive night.
6. Don’t go nuts at the first happy hour.  On the first day of the summer internship, many companies treat the bright, new faces to a day of food and drink.  Generally, the company will take you all out to lunch and then, at the end of the day, to happy hour.  Someone from the company will utter these beautiful words: “The drinks are on us.”  Stop while you’re ahead.  Just because the bar offers three dollar Long Islands (I miss Sharkeys, if you couldn’t tell) does not mean you have to drink them.  If you are of age, stick to either two beers or one mixed drink.  Sip that and meet the people whom you will spend the majority of the summer.  At my internship’s first happy hour, I met the CEO of the company and had a pleasant conversation with him.  Now, he and I email regularly to discuss my assignments and how I can improve my work for the benefit of the company.  Meet and mingle, have fun, but remember that you’re still at work.
7. Resist the urge to complain aloud to anyone.  I hate to tell you this, but you are at the bottom of the food chain this summer.  You are going to get tasks that seem tedious and redundant.  Things are going to get overwhelming.  A full-time employee might snap at you and say something that doesn’t sit too well with you.  The difference between you and them is a fundamental one: they are on the payroll and you are not.  This internship could lead to something much better, or at least something full time.  This is a gift, an opportunity, and you have to treat every employee as if they could fire you.  Apply every rule Miss Manners gave you and always respond with, “Yes, Sir/Ma’am.”  If you do happen to screw up, even a tiny bit, own it and tell your supervisor.  It is far better to apologize and acknowledge than to hide it and delegate the mistake to someone else.  Just be cool, do your work, and if you really must complain, text your BFF or your BF.
8. Keep your hands and workstation clean.  I’m a notorious nail biter, but since I started working in an office and not in a grocery store/farm/band closet, I’ve had to learn to stop doing that.  Again, you as an intern are going to be watched and everything about you will be scrutinized.  You don’t want to shake your boss’s hand with a hangnail, right?  The same rule applies for your work station.  The company is allowing you to use their property and it’s incredibly important to treat it with respect.  Plus, you don’t want your boss or colleagues to think you’re a sloppy mess all the time, right?
9. Do your dishes.  You’d be surprised as to how many people cannot seem to accomplish this task.  I have a coffee mug and sometimes I will use a plate.  Two things to wash.  Apply soap to sponge, scrub food bits away until they are removed from surface, rinse, place in dish rack to dry.  It’s an incredibly simple process and if you do your dishes as you go, you won’t run the risk of having them get nasty and/or plastered all over http://www.happyplace.com/10430/the-most-enjoyably-cantankerous-notes-ever-posted-in-the-workplace 
10. Take your lunch, don’t take work home with you, and simply enjoy this valuable experience!  I know, there are three crammed into one; I lost space.  First, take your lunch: you’ll learn to cook and save money.  Second, don’t take your work home with you: you are an intern and unless your description says “must be available 24/7,” don’t do it at home.  It’s important to maintain balance in your life.  It’s still summertime, ok?  You should at least enjoy the summer evenings and catch lightning bugs or something.  Finally, smile and enjoy at what you’re doing!  You are getting ahead in your career field, boosting your resume, meeting new people in both your peer group and in the hiring generation, and most importantly you are learning if this is something that you want to do for the rest of your life.  It’s a big deal and be proud of yourself.

I hope that you have found these tips helpful.  Now, if you will excuse me, I have to go to the Kuerig machine and get my second Chai Latte. 

I Should Probably Explain

For all two of my listed followers (OMG lyke I'm so famous! If I ever speak like this, shoot me please), it may be noticed that I use pseudonyms for real people in my life.  This is for the obvious reason that I have no desire to become tangled up in legality issues for libel or whatever.  Anyway, here are three of the most recent characters taking part in my so-called "life story."

• Aunt C. - my godmother who has graciously allowed me to crash on her couch in DC until I move in to my new townhouse.  Yeah, sorry if anyone got the impression that I live here on my own.  I can barely afford a Metrocard, let alone a co-op payment in the Waterfront.  She's my role model, is wicked smart, and the best mentor I could ask for during this transition period.
• RePub - short for "Republican."  Everyone's got one or two of them in their group of friends, right?  He and I have known each for eight years now and we've finally gotten the chance to catch up and hang out as old friends.  No, nothing sexual has ever happened, nor will ever happen, between us.  He lives near Aunt C.'s co-op and we try to hang out on the weekends.  It's fun.
• PhD - trying to describe this man is a near impossibility.  To start, he will be starting his third year of his Ph.D program this fall.  He's getting his Ph.D in physics, which is seriously hot (it is no secret that I am a sucker for the nerdiest of the nerds).  We met at a mutual friend's wedding and have been talking for a while.  More on this situation to come.

There's really nothing new to report.  I lead such a cool life, right?

Sarcasm alert.

~M

Same Lame Facebook Survey That I Steal From the Bear Jew

I think my supervisor needs to understand that if she doesn't give me something to do, I will just sit at this computer and do random, piddly-ass things.

My current life in 64 questions:

1. What was the highlight of your day?
My day isn't quite over but it will probably be meeting with my new roommates at Starbucks.

2. Who's car were you in last?
Mine, Miss Molly CR-V

3. When is the next time you are going to kiss someone?
July 3rd.  Yay Ph.D!

4. What color shirt are you wearing-?
navy blue cami with a gray cardigan over top of it

5. How long is your hair?
medium-length, or so they say at hair salons.

6. Last movie you watched?
The Swedish version of The Girl who Kicked the Hornet's Nest

7. Last thing you ate?
pasta for lunch

8. Last thing you drank?
coffee *shocker*

9. Where did you sleep last night?
on the sofa bed in my aunt's co-op

trust me, this isn't a super glamorous summer, but I am staying in DC for free because my aunt loves me a lot so it's semi-OK.

10. Are you happy right now?
I'm rather safe and figuring things out so I'd have to say that I'm content.

11. What did you say last?
"Hi, [insert coworker's name]"

12. Where is your phone?
on my desk, to my right, next to an empty coffee mug.

13. What was the last museum you went to?
National Gallery of Art...no wait, the Flag House and Star-Spangled Banner Museum, where the flag that inspired our national anthem was sewn.  Yeah, that flag that flew over Fort McHenry during the Battle of Baltimore in the War of 1812.  Fun fact: the house is smaller than the flag itself.

14. What color are your eyes?
this answer doesn't change.  They are blue.

15. Who came over last?
to the co-op? We didn't have any visitors.

16. Last time you had your heart broken?
long enough to no longer have a need to comment on the event.  I'm better because of it, so thank you to all the mistakes.

17. Who/what do you hate/dislike currently?
Kim Kardashian.  She is the devil.

18. What are you listening to?
the general sounds of computers and office labor

19. If you could have one thing right now what would it be?
A real job, with insurance, tuition reimbursement, and paid time off.

Or a security clearance, whichever.

20. What is the best smell?
I can't decide between New Car, Gasoline, Bath and Body Works, or the Clean Man smell.  By the way, the Clean Man smell is that delicious scent of your lover right out of the shower.  It's perfection.

21. Who is always there when you need someone to talk to?
they know who they are

22. What were you doing at midnight last night?
passing the hell out...which sounds so lame now but it's the truth.

23. Are you left-handed?
still right-handed

24. What's for dinner tonight?
probably an overpriced latte

25. What is the last alcoholic beverage you had?
glass of Riesling while watching the Blue Angels be epic

26. When Is Your Birthday?
still 08.25.

27. Who was the last person to send you a text message?
Repub

29. Where was the last place you went shopping?
Victoria's Secret.  Semi-annual sale: buying a $60 at 50% off. 

I don't think my breasts have ever looked this good.

30. How do you feel about your hair right now?
it's clean, it's brushed, it's blonde

31. Do you have any expensive jewelry?
yup: old birthday and Christmas presents, class ring, etc.

32. AIM or MSN?
Skype, Facebook Chat, Twitter. 

33. Where does most of your family live?
Texas

34. Are you an only child or do you have siblings?
One little sister, who is turning 18 in August.  What the fuck?

35. Would you consider yourself to be spoiled?
Compared to a lot of people on the planet, absolutely.

36. What was the first thing you thought when you woke up?
Shit, it's 7 AM...how fast can I shower and put on makeup?

37. Do you drink beer?
this is a stupid question.  Of course I do

38. Myspace or Facebook?
Facebook.  Does anyone even use Myspace?

40. What is/was your favorite subject in school?
...I'm not sure how to respond to that, considering that for the rest of my life, I will be taking mostly English classes.

41. What type of boy/girl do you usually fall for?
If my past is anything to go by, an unmotivated jackass.  However, I think things have finally taken a turn for the better...I like guys in grad school, especially for science.

42. Do you have any hidden talents?
they're not hidden

43. Have you ever been in a wedding?
Yes

44. Do you have any children?
Disgusting

45. Did you take a nap today?
no

46. Ever met someone famous?
Frank Beamer, Charles Steger, Dr. Torgersen, Bryan Bratt...I think that's it so far.

47. Do you want to be famous one day?
noteworthy is the term I'd like to use

48. Are you multitasking right now?
If pretending to work counts, then sure

49. Could you handle being in the military?
probably not

50. What is your average cell phone bill?
reasonable

51. Do you believe in Karma?
hahahahahaha oh yes

52. Ever been to Las Vegas?
nope

53. What are you doing today?
"worked," Starbucks date soon, then Gordon Ramsay-watching, then perhaps a chat with PhD, then pass the hell out.

54. Have you ever been gambling?
yup, every year for the Derby

56. Have you been to New York City?
yes

57. Ever been to Disneyland/world?
yes and I have no intention of returning

58. Do you have a favorite cartoon character?
I do

59. Last thing you cooked?
pasta

60. Stupidest thing you ever did with your cell phone?
anything involving alcohol, text messages, and old boyfriends qualifies as something incredibly stupid.

61. Last time you were sick?
earlier in the month, I got my annual summer sinus infection.  This time, it struck during one of our first meetings as new interns, which fucking sucked.

62. Last person you kissed?
PhD
63. Random fact about you?
I have read the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy and I do not want a mainstream film adaptation made from it.  Look, it's basically porn, right?  Therefore, James Deen should play Grey and Stoya should play Anastasia.  And any thirteen-year-old Tumblr user who disagrees with me should not know who these people are and go play JV sports.

That might have been a rant.

64. Do you think anybody will repost this?
I highly doubt it.

A Supposed Hipster Doing Hipser Things

This past semester, I was accused of being a hipster, which I took rather offensively.  At first.  As I sat in the Pentagon City Mall Apple Store, waiting oh-so-patiently for my Genius to assist me (my Macbook, which was purchased in 2008, needed a new battery and software upgrade), I started to reflect on all of the reasons that could categorize me as a hipster.

Now, hipsters generally wear attire purchased from Urban Outfitters and American Apparel and I'm going to be completely honest: there is no way in hell I can afford to shop there.  My 38D cup bras need to be purchased at Kohls, Ross, Marshalls, and Victoria's Secret (the latter happens only during the semi-annual sale, which was going on today so yay me!  I have a new bra that I simply could not do without).  Hipsters are also, by definition, embraces counter culture, a term that arose from sociological thought during the 1960s, in which the youth of that era rejected the McCarthyism je nai sais quoi and gave today's Western culture certain gems like the sexual revolution, Malcom X, and the Stonewall riots.  However, today's hipsters are mere blends of fashion, eccentric literature, and, as a former classmate can attest to, "never setting foot into a fucking Walmart."

Because, you know, it's too mainstream.

Without further ado, the reasons that one could argue my being a hipster:

1. I use a Macbook laptop that was purchased in May 2008, in preparation for my freshman year.  Yeah, that's the laptop that I took to Pentagon City Mall today.  Perhaps, all those four years ago, I should have invested in a different computer that could run a Windows operating system but I like it a lot and plan on using it for at least three more years.
2. My iPod is a first edition 30 gigabyte iPod Video that was purchased in August 2007.  It still works, but barely.  See, my parents collection of vinyl records and cassettes have stood the test of time, whereas this piece of shit is holding on for dear life.  And of course there isn't nearly enough storage on it to hold all of my music, which may or may not be considered eccentric.
3. I have an unshakable caffeine addiction.  I still have a thing for Diet Dr. Pepper and drink it a lot.  Now, with a Kuerig machine and a virtually unlimited supply of K cups (where the coffee is stored), I practically am on an IV drip of coffee.  My teeth are going to be yellow soon if I don't get this under control.
4. I just graduated with a BA in English.  Specifically, with the creative writing option.  I carry around a small notebook and write down pretty much anything of interest because that's what Jack Kerouac used to do.  My diploma might as well read, "I majored in something of little use, unless being a pretentious twat is useful now."  I guess, in a way, it does; the fact that I am now getting an MA is further cementing this fact.
5. If I was ever caught eating at D2 at Virginia Tech, I was almost certainly eating the vegan food: cous cous, hummus and pita bread, and sweet potato fries.  While the other deep-fried options were delicious in their own right, there was something magical about this food.  It's incredibly delectable and boasts being good for you.  I cannot argue with that logic.
6. I, on occasion, will watch an indie film...and love it.  Oh come on!  Sometimes, even the best of us want to get on our Netflix Instant cue and watch something completely different.
7. I have dabbled in playwriting, which has been considered by many to be the highest form of creative writing.  And, as it turns out, I'm quite good at it.
8. I fucking love The Cellar.  There's this little bar in Blacksburg called The Cellar and it is truly a wonderful place.  Two dollar Luck-of-the-Draw, Hammer Time, and live music are among the attractions to this haven for other hipsters.
9. Drinking wine and microbrews is such a fantastic activity.  And not that Barefoot shit, either.  If I haven't had it but it has a similar flavor profile to something that I have tried and enjoyed, I'll give it a try.  Always have to try new things and all.
10. I still have never seen The Notebook.  I consider this an accomplishment.
11. I distress my own jeans.  This whole fashion phenomenon of purposefully buying denim jeans that already have holes and frays in them is beyond me.  It's so much more cost effective to buy a pair of $40 jeans and wear them for years, letting them get their own, special holes and frays.
12. Cult movies are pretty badass.  This requires zero explanation.
13. Apparently, playing the French horn is rather obscure.  Or so I've been told.  I'll never really be able to grasp the fact that initially, many bandsmen and -women are converted from a different brass instrument to the horn, not following my path of starting to play the instrument at age 10.
14. I have expressed a desire to shave my own head.  That's pretty counter culture.  It's important to note that this was expressed during a summer when I had rather long hair and I was more than irritated about a constant sweaty scalp.  It wasn't ever intended to "make a statement;" I was just fucking hot.
15. I no longer enjoy going to house parties, nor do I enjoy going to incredibly douchey bars.  Yeah, I went to house parties before, but who doesn't in their freshman year?  And I really cannot stand going to a bar where the music is so loud that you cannot hear your own thoughts. 
16. I enjoy reading weird, obscure books that you've probably never heard of. Unless you happen to be a student from another MA English program and have an even more eccentric literary taste than I do, I can guarantee that you wouldn't have heard some of the books on my bookshelf.  However, if you are interested in something I've got and the feeling is mutual, I'd love to bookswap!
17. I never purchased rain boots:

 or the mockery of actual riding boots that are:


Perhaps, after going over these small fact, it can be argued that I'm among the class known as the hipsters.  But, I would like to point out other little facts that counter these:

1. I absolutely love shopping at Walmart; Whole Foods pisses me the hell off.  When you're relatively low on funds and trying to feed and clothe yourself, you've got to go for the bargains.  Sure, Whole Foods might be healthier, but that organic avocado is $4.99.  Kiss my ass.
2. I also have been known to read mainstream works of fiction and trashy romance novels, most recently the Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy.  And I thoroughly enjoying getting lost in genre fiction.
3. I cannot throw a frisbee.  Don't bother trying to teach me.  It's a skill that I have tried to grasp my entire life.
4. I don't ride my bike everywhere.  This is mostly because I cannot bike the distance between the co-op and the internship.
5. The smell of marijuana is nauseating to me.  This is not just a comment about the hipster lifestyle, OK?  Many different people indulge in this substance, which is completely fine.  I just think it smells horrendous.
6. I don't scoff at school spirit.  In fact, I embrace it thoroughly.
7. I love being a tourist from time to time.  Example: I am going to Baltimore to celebrate the Sailabration.  Look it up. 
8. Despite my eccentric taste in music, I'll still shamelessly shake my ass to music that everyone knows about.  Sometimes, it's fun to conform.
9. I'm not perpetually rail thin, nor can I actually afford to eat scones on a daily basis.
10. I watch football and act like a hooligan when I do it.  I've noticed that hipster girls tend to be insanely thin, yet eat tons of pastries.  I'm not thin by any stretch of the imagination (as PhD said, "You have the body of Christina Hendricks") but I try to watch my figure.  I can't do that if I follow their suit and cram croissants into my gullet.
11. I also watch actual TV, and enjoy it.  Everyone watches HIMYM, Say Yes to the Dress, The Big Bang Theory, and Family Guy, and I happily join in.
12. I keep my hair in a normal hairstyle.  I get my roots touched up but other than that, it stays blonde, medium-to-long in length, and groomed. 
13. I'm trying to be a professional, technical writer in the corporate world.  This cannot be accomplished if I gauge my ears and use my body to make statements against the governmental, corporate regime.
14. I find the government to be something amusing at times, frustrating at others, yet I don't wish to completely overthrow it.  Kind of like John Stewart, except that I can never even dream of being as brilliant as he is.
15. I read women's magazines without regret.  I dare you to take Cosmopolitan away from me.  Also, one of my tweets was in the June issue!
16.  I don't own a single plaid garment and the only flannel I own is in bedsheet form.  I've never understood the grunge movement, nor why anyone would want to bring it back to fashion.  My plaid, flannel sheets, though, make for the best sleeps that I've ever had. 
17. I don't own a single plant.  What is it with hipsters and plants?  It's a miracle that I've kept Raphael, my red beta fish, alive.  I'm more of a plant murderer.  I just forget to water them everyday.

You know what?  Why label?  Perhaps it's because we as humans must categorize everything around us.  Now, to watch The Phantom of the Opera and eat pasta.

~M

Transition to the Yuppie Lifestyle

Well, the inevitable happened.

Somehow or other, I actually graduated from college with an undergraduate degree.  Oh yeah, it's hanging up on my parents' wall in a brand-new diploma frame.  Not only that, but I also got a graduate school acceptance letter and I have decided to go after my master's degree.  I kind of slaved through my last year in order to get into graduate school and now that I'm in, I really don't give a damn about what happened in the last four years.  Most of it was inconsequential and, especially in those last few weeks, I was ready to get the hell out of there.  Don't get me wrong: I had a blast during my undergrad but, after awhile, it got tedious. 

Normally, I'd use this summer to escape reality and enjoy life for a bit before I actually head back into the schooling grind.  However, I was also accepted to intern in the DC area for the summer season so instead of sipping a Mai Tai by a pool, I now sit inside an office sipping coffee.  Actually, it's more like I chug coffee.  Seriously, I now drink a ridiculous amount of coffee and it's gotten unreasonable.

I'm not sure how I feel about being rapidly transplanted to this yuppie lifestyle.  For those who don't know, the term "yuppie" is short for "young urban professional" and was coined in the early 1980's.  Basically, anyone in a generic office job sitting in front of computer, scheduling meetings, and discussing something ambiguous called, "Accounts Receivable."  I have halfway joined their ranks, seeing as I'm just an intern and not special enough to be considered "full-time."

I have been equipped with a new computer that's supposed to be just for work but here's what's so funny about me and this internship: I'm so used to scrambling to get tasks done that I finish them quickly and, more often than not, flawlessly (I try not to brag but oh well).  My supervisor has to keep coming up with new things for me to do, or else I end up staying on Twitter and casually reaching for yet another swig of coffee.  That, or applying for more jobs, which is a completely different headache but perhaps part of the whole college alumni role. 

I have also been equipped with a new wardrobe.  Normally, I'm supposed to loathe the yuppie uniform of slacks, sweaters, and suits.  I have to confess that I adore it.  I love waking up in the morning and slipping on the perfect pair of panty hose (no runs, perfect color for my skin) and then donning on either a skirt or a pair of slacks and a flattering yet sophisticated top.  I am loving the fact that I get to wear high heels all the time.  Honestly, I just love feeling more put together and sexy in the morning than in the past, where my strategy of dressing would be to simply shower, throw on jeans and a tee shirt, and roll out. 

Commuting is a phenomenon that is new to me and I discovered, very quickly, that I am really going to have to find a job close to a subway station or a bus stop because I really hate driving.  I'll take a suspicious groping in a Metro if I don't have to sit in traffic ever again.  Yes, I'm very serious about this.

So yeah, that's kind of my life right now.  Nothing really terribly interesting...yet.

~M