A Flurry Of Thoughts

Yesterday I interned again at Time Out. They really didn't have much for me to do so they sent me home early again. It's intimidating being there because I'm just a lowly intern and everyone else is so much more important than me. I feel like Anne Hathaway in the Devil Wears Prada--except without the evil Anna Wintour character. The good thing about the internship is I get to work with editors in different departments thus giving me vast experience. I even got to fact check which was alright. My friend who works there and I are going to lunch next week and he's gonna tell me how he spun his internship into a full-time job there. Tomorrow I'm assisting at a photo shoot. Never done that before. I'm sure it'll be interesting. I feel sorta overwhelmed right now with all the stuff I'm trying to juggle: stupid temp job, internship, writing deadlines, social life, and sleep. Somehow I'll manage to make it all work. It'll be nice when I can just focus on a couple of things at once instead of five. Things will improve once my temp gig is over, then again, I'll be tighter with money. Then again, I just got some long overdue freelance money which is all going towards bills.

Last night I went to another free rum event. The last one entailed us "taking" bottles of rum and this one was no exception. This event was at a swanky place with people all dressed up trying to be cool and awesome but were in fact chads. I only go to these events for the free booze not to socialize with said chads. A small group of us had a good time making fun of everyone. Things got kinda crazy when we started taking some wacky photos. There's a reason we shouldn't attend swanky events. We definitely behaved better than at our Tech Cocktail event. The night ended with my friend once again sleeping with my roommate. I guess at our little dinner party last week, my friend and my roommate started, um, hooking up. She waited four days to divulge this info to me because she thought I already knew, but I didn't. On Friday she blurted out to me: "I [add expletive] your roommate!" At first I thought she [add expletive] the one who just moved in and then I became sorta agitated and exasperated, but then she told me it was the other one, so I'm okay with that. I guess. It's weird when your friends start hooking up especially since I'm usually the one hooking up with my friend's friends. I'm happy I could bring them together--I think. Hopefully everything will be amicable between them.

I interviewed the band Editors today. Of course right as I was dialing England, my cell phone informed me I don't have international calling on my plan. Crap. Luckily, the publicist patched me in and all was right with the world. I'm a huge fan of Editors, so it was great to talk to the guy. I love those Brits. Now I have another article to write this week. I really should just go home. My boss isn't even here today. I have writing to do and I'm supposed to meet up with my friend from L.A tonight. Stress!

I'm beginning to feel the summer waning and it's making me sad. Lolla is over with, Frenchie is gone, and soon the kids will be going back to school which really doesn't mean much to me but it's a sign that fall is coming. Don't get me wrong--I love fall--but things have a way of drastically changing in the autumn. There's so much I should be taking advantage of now like the beach and travelling and everything else Chicago has to offer. But there's too much to do.

Yesterday I received a wedding invitation in the mail for the wedding I'm going to be in at the beginning of October. The invitation depressed me. It was made out to me and "guest." I don't really want to bring someone because I'm in the wedding, but I will have to find someone to ask. But who? This is where being single gets tricky. You are supposed to bring a date to a function but the people you're currently involved with or want to be involved with aren't "bring to a wedding" material because then it's an actual date and you're not supposed to be actually dating. I have a couple of people in mind though but going solo may be a better option.