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