Initiation

Over the past couple of days, especially since starting work, I have found myself comparing my experience here in NY to the one depicted in that ABC Family movie "Celeste and the City." There are a few parallels (sans the gay cousin and frizzy hair)...I guess.

People here are instantly, and rather humorously, engaged when they find out that I am from Texas/Oklahoma; I honestly think they expect me to start two-stepping and y'all-ing on the spot.

I accomplished one of my mental to-do list objectives this afternoon! I finally had a Tasti D-Lite. I decided on the peanut butter flavor...definitely worthy of 4.5 out of 5 stars on the esteemed and discriminating Hilary ice cream scale.

I'll leave you with the dialogue of an elevator convo I engaged in yesterday with a fellow intern.

Me: How was your first day of work?

Girl: Good.

Me: Where is your internship?

Girl: Universal Music.

Me: [enthusiastic] OOOOOOOOOOOO! Did you get to do anything fun??!

Girl: Yah.

Me: What'd you do?

Girl: I made a Twitter for Boyz II Men.