Hiatus
May 21, 2006
Extremely Perishable is going on hiatus for an indefinite period of time. Peace.
Extremely Perishable
Just like the Titanic, my virginity and acid-wash jeans.
Vodka in my Veins
May 09, 2006
Last night I had alcohol for the first time in 6 weeks. Naturally it didn't go well. I went to the Tribeca wrap party at Aer, met up with a few friends and danced until closing. Then I headed over to a bar in the Village and continued my fun binge until it became clear that if I had one more drink, I'd be sleeping on the bar room floor.
Needless to say, I woke up this morning feeling BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAHG.
I've spent the entire day trying to move veeeery sloooowly. Wonderful.
Needless to say, I woke up this morning feeling BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAHG.
I've spent the entire day trying to move veeeery sloooowly. Wonderful.
Petty Little Man
May 07, 2006
Things are winding down ... finally. I find myself on the precipice of one of the most pivotal summers of my life. Will I languish for three months like last summer or will I hustle and do what I need to do?
Having said that, my efforts at hustling turned into a nightmare last semester, when I ended up interning for one of the most inappropriate, petty, unprofessional men in Manhattan. I worked in this guy's office for three months, trying desperately to meet unrealistic demands and stay in tune with a 'statement of purpose' that changed daily. I was alerted, this week, to the fact that I had supposedly contributed nothing to his project and, as a result, he would feel "uncomfortable" giving me a reference. I didn't mind so much about his decision -- that was his prerogative. I just hate the fact that his explanation was chock full of lies.
If I ever see that man again, it will take all my power to stop myself from ripping him a new one.
Having said that, my efforts at hustling turned into a nightmare last semester, when I ended up interning for one of the most inappropriate, petty, unprofessional men in Manhattan. I worked in this guy's office for three months, trying desperately to meet unrealistic demands and stay in tune with a 'statement of purpose' that changed daily. I was alerted, this week, to the fact that I had supposedly contributed nothing to his project and, as a result, he would feel "uncomfortable" giving me a reference. I didn't mind so much about his decision -- that was his prerogative. I just hate the fact that his explanation was chock full of lies.
If I ever see that man again, it will take all my power to stop myself from ripping him a new one.