and on another note...

I got my official internship offer letter today with two bullet points under the description. The first was not all that ominous and was relatively straightforward, the second was "this is an educational, unpaid internship." Part-time job as I'm sure a barista/bartender/waitress (as people tend not to offer paying jobs for professional blog stalker, tofu-eater, library inhabitant or any other of my various skills) and part-time intern. What's up, real world? You came out of nowhere!
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college

Why are so many extracurriculars required when they have zip to do with my major and will never help me on my career path? College, you kinda suck sometimes. In other news, shout out to grace for creating (against my will) a twitter page for me (complete with self-indulgent password) that I shall never use.
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i want to read this

French Milk by Lucy Knisley.

Simon&Schuster praise:

Through delightful drawings, photographs, and musings, twenty-three-year-old Lucy Knisley documents a six-week trip she and her mother took to Paris when each was facing a milestone birthday. With a quirky flat in the fifth arrondissement as their home base, they set out to explore all the city has to offer, watching fireworks over the Eiffel Tower on New Year's Eve, visiting Oscar Wilde's grave, loafing at cafés, and, of course, drinking delicious French milk. What results is not only a sweet and savory journey through the City of Light but a moving, personal look at a mother-daughter relationship.

... living in Paris is rare, decadent and one of life's sweetest treats. I lived in the sixth, right next to where this mother daughter duo call home!

my girls

In Ann Arbor with Lizzy, Julie and Randell. The four of us reunited in Michigan for Theta's formal. Three girls that I've missed more than any other high school friend or acquaintance. T-pain rocks in the background while vodka is consumed in water bottles on the bus ride to Detroit. To old friends that will forever outrun the new ones, I love you girls. Here's to a fantastic night to fit the memory books.
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home.sweet.home.

Currently: sitting on the pink couch (I love my parent's design skills) watching Twilight (compliments of my father who rented it for me) watching my pink-for-spring toenail polish dry (thank you mom for scheduling me a pedi without me even asking for it) thinking about how I skipped my daily workout for a bag of peanut/carob chip (vegans fake chocolate)/raisin trail mix and loving that this is my Spring Break.
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obsession of the day: maybelline colossal mascara

a girl always needs mascara.

entirely random

Sometimes, graduating in this "depression #2?" makes me a bit nervous. 

... this picture is encompassing of how I, and many others, see our economy right now. It always helps to put a lighter spin on rough times, and laugh about them.

This picture is hilarious. 

Read the smaller font and see what I, fresh journalism grad, have to look forward to.

Word on the typeface street is that Microsoft didn't want to pay for Helvetica, so they formatted their own font, arial, that comes bundled on every Microsoft program. Readily available. As you can see, there is a difference of ... well, slim to none. 

Helvetica, baby, you will always hold a place in my heart over that imposter.