I hate to admit it, but I actually considered putting "the end of the beginning" as the title of this post. But don't worry... as you noticed I was able to restrain the hopeless romantic within and call to the gods of Faulkner and Tolstoy and come up with a more cynical, straight-forward title instead. I don't really know where I am right now though to be honest. My internship with the New York Knicks finished gracefully with a few lunches with supervisors/higher-ups and some unfortunately half-hearted goodbyes. I will not miss the early mornings. I will not miss the windowless pit. I will ABSOLUTELY not miss Mike Francesa or WFAN as an enterprise overall. I will not miss the Dell desktop computer. I will not miss photocopies. Yet, I will miss being ridiculously well-groomed in Knicks jargon. I will miss my supervisors because they all had a certain uncanny type of humor that made everything about being an intern that much less painless. I will miss approaching Madison Square Garden every morning knowing that that's where I was working. I will miss Macaron, that tasty little french place that made the best meat-less sandwiches I could ever hope for. I will miss my Texas roommate... that's singular... juuuuuust one of them. I will miss Greenwich and those who belong to Greenwich... and those who belong to the dirty Jerzzzz, you know who you are. I will miss killing hours on menupages.com and nymag.com searching for places to eat. I will miss having calais.zagarow@thegarden.com as my email address. I will miss feeling productive (at least until the fact that I'm moving to another country in two weeks finally sets in). And on that note...
I'M MOVING TO ANOTHER COUNTRY IN LESS THAN TWO WEEKS. Can you believe it? I can't. I know it's ONLY London and they ONLY speak English so it can't be THAT foreign, but seriously... all of you naysayers sitting in your home office in whateverville, USA need to take a step back and realize that regardless of how American a country is (which is actually the opposite... America is English.... England is not American... but that is neither here nor there) it is still not America. I have barely really traveled outside of the United States. I have absolutely no knowledge of the geography of England or London or Europe really (sorry Spassoff =) ). I do not have any concept of how to pay for things with pounds and pence and euros and whatnot. I'm apparently heading to Munich, Germany at some point on an airline called EasyJet... how safe can that REALLY be? I mean this entire thing is just absolutely absurd! And yet I am so unbelievably stoked! I just need to do myself a favor and fill out these last parliament forms because I have a feeling that they are time sensitive and that my hopes and dreams of meeting the Prime Minister's son (does he have one?) or Prince Harry and marrying them will not come true if I don't fedex this stuff to London asap.
I am home for two weeks though... With maybe 10 people that I want to spend time with in a 100 mile radius... So count on a few more blodge updates before I part for Londontown.
PS: Dr. Louden, don't forget to send in my grade for my internship. =)
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