working hard, hardly working.

i found myself at the apollo theater wednesday night, which happens to be amateur night. the first portion of the show is considered "rising stars." in which children and young adults perform: being a showcase of sub-par talent. part of me wants to say shame on the apollo for encouraging mediocrity--these same kids will be featured on the first week of american idol being publicly humiliated for entertainment. however, i will say the apollo was a good time and highly recommended, any opportunity to boo people off stage is all giggles and grins.

the internship makes me feel like a real person. waltzing through rotating doors, passing doormen, sitting on my throne in my own personal cubicle (i know a cubicle is hardly brag worthy--let me live.) our first client was Tully's coffee. i spent half the day coming up with the perfect line to put on a promotional t-shirt for an upcoming Tully event. as it so happens, yours truly got selected to be executed. i might have a future after all.

remember my anxiety from the subway? good, i like to believe you read and retain what i write. today was my first day traveling alone. not intentional. ms. morgan hustled on the subway--being that tiny has its perks--with me far behind. we reunited at grand central, i gotta say i was pumped to see my midget waiting for me.

my last observation: the mcdonalds here does not have a dollar menu. what is that about? we all know i live off of convenience and fast food. surely this state doesn't think it'll change my life.

Uptown or Downtown?

Taylor may think I'm her Google Map, but I proved otherwise yesterday. Maybe it was the anxiety about our first day of work or the thousands of people pushing and shoving, but we managed to jump on the uptown subway instead of downtown. We were in Harlem before we knew it, but we quickly jumped on the right train. I thought we were in the clear with 13 minutes to spare to walk two blocks to work from Grand Central Station, but yet again we started heading North when we needed to be going South. We took a 10 block detour, but luckily managed to get to work two minutes early.

We did much better today. No detours for us. It was a straight shot to work.

Speaking of work, we did NOTHING yesterday! Okay so maybe that's over-exaggerating, but our first day on the job consisted of Faccebook, blogging, starring at Taylor's shoes (thanks Mr. Sullivan), and some McDonald's. I'm realizing that being a Creative rocks. We get to sit around all day and come up with ideas. Our creativity process could include, but is not limited to, playing putt-putt in the hallway, watching YouTube, escaping our cubical to see a movie, or starring out the window.

New York is truly the "Concrete Jungle". You feel lost and intimidated being at the street level with skyscrapers all around. They start to look the same. If you're lucky you can see a slice of blue above you. But Taylor and I lucked out getting a window desk on the 22nd floor.

I would like to point out the homeless man who mooned us this morning. Its not what you think. Mooney, I'll call him, was wearing pants, but they had no butt! And they weren't chaps, he had just worn out the butt of his jeans until nothing was left.

It is a different world out here. But we love it!

what's up jay z.

i don't do disclaimers. but i will, however, provide a blueprint of the blog. danielle and i are interning at young & rubicam:brandbuzz NYC for the next two months. remember that time i worked on madison avenue? oh yeah, that's today. shes a guru with graphic design and i, a measly wordsmith. but together a pair of double d's (danielle and donohoo.) although in the thick of the texting trend, we'd rather blog about the ordeal versus plenty of personal texts or calls. plus i'm never one to pass an opportunity to talk about myself with an audience.

i think i can distill the city into one phrase: cut throat. so naturally i'm a fan.

the grocery store is even intense. people push their carts like they're freaking taxi's. did you know they deliver?

our place is darling. it's all kinds of cute. we have a fish tank--in which a sea spider has already died in our custody. hopefully nemo stands a chance.

im convinced i will get arthritis. i have a constant white knuckle grip on my purse.

the subway intimidates me. i don't get it. if it weren't for danielle--my personal google earth--i would be in a permanent state of anxiety. not to mention yesterday's announcement "a crowded subway is no excuse for sexual harassment."

oh to be young wild and free in the city. (you can call me dr. suess.)

--tay