My 9:30-10:30 meeting ended early, and I have no more homework to fret over (DONE with junior year, yes yes yes yes yes) and since my boss is in a meeting from 10:15-whenever, he told me to check my email and relax until her came back. Which means, in Jadyse, to google B.D. Wong, the hottest MD to ever grace SVU, and realize I've loved him for ( Read more... )

Today I had my first taste of a REAL job, if one considers a publishing internship in New Jersey real. I have a desk on the 8th floor, by *blank* and *blank*. My window (read: the window five feet beyond the next cubicle) looks over sunny Hoboken, NJ, while the smelly old farts across the building have to look at the gray gloomy skyline of ( Read more... )

As a daughter of statistics ( Read more... )

This week is one of the few 5-day spans in which I totally excuse myself from crying, bitching, and eating marshmallow fluff, since I have three large thing-stuffs to do for three classes. Boo. I took time while my Modern Indian History teacher explained the non-violence of Gandhi to write out my schedule for the week, to sate my fear of forgetting ( Read more... )

I hate my brain chemistry. I hate that my awesome summer-to-be and skills in school and work are not quite comforting. I hate that the times i want to see my lovely SLC friends, they're jetting off to cities and naval ships; despite the lack of companionship such travel entails, I'm damn proud. You people are amazing ( Read more... )

Man, I hate this ( Read more... )

I find it interesting that with my range of friends, from 21-38, nearly half are going out of town for the summer. It's a strange statistic only possible when the people you know are ivy league/professional improvisors, and deeply unsettling for a taurus like myself. If I had my own way, I'd work for the same internship, same company, but somehow ( Read more... )

Blame the wind or tides, moon or stars, but somehow people always schedule important, time-consuming events at the exact same time. Thus a two-week sprint to Everything ( Read more... )

Spring Break has come and gone, reminding me once again that catholic schools have no sense of when everyone else is on break. Still, since i had friends and family visit on their break, and visited them on mine, i can't complain. What I CAN complain about is getting sick the very first day of a new semester, and wishing with all my might that this ( Read more... )

So. I've been busy ( Read more... )