The January
I am going to be spending my January in New York City. I got an internship with a literary agency on 5th avenue. I'm pretty excited, but at the same time I'm not sure. I don't have any more winter term requirements. I just applied for kicks. I wanted to do something Of Value. Get some Real World Experience. But, I also wanted to have time to figure things out. Hopefully they won't want me there every day. I don't know. It's so hard to figure things out. It's best just not to have expectations. I'm supposed to read manuscripts and write synopses and recommendations. In theory this sounds pretty sweet.
I finally started decorating my room. I was waiting for something to happen to inspire me. Nothing ever did. I ended up getting tired of the piles of posters on the floor. And the blank walls. It would be good for my schooling if I could start studying in my room more often now that it is cold and snowy. I like the snow. It's the kind that doesn't really stick. I wouldn't mind if it would snow all the time.
I read this incredible article in the New York Times. It's about a French taxidermy institution that burned down last week. I fell in love with the pictures of the burned out building filled with half-burned bits of animal sculptures.
Also, Dexter. What a great show. Also, the Road. What a great book.
I finally started decorating my room. I was waiting for something to happen to inspire me. Nothing ever did. I ended up getting tired of the piles of posters on the floor. And the blank walls. It would be good for my schooling if I could start studying in my room more often now that it is cold and snowy. I like the snow. It's the kind that doesn't really stick. I wouldn't mind if it would snow all the time.
I read this incredible article in the New York Times. It's about a French taxidermy institution that burned down last week. I fell in love with the pictures of the burned out building filled with half-burned bits of animal sculptures.
Also, Dexter. What a great show. Also, the Road. What a great book.