Posts Tagged ‘summer’

Exiting Radio Silence in Three . . . Two . . .

Friday, June 18th, 2010

So it’s been a month. I’m sure you’re all thrilled to finally hear that I didn’t die in a fiery plane crash. In fact, I had a pleasant, if short, trip to Nashville to see my brother graduate and then a lovely week in Vancouver with John to celebrate the last few days before he turned his life over to the Man.

Yes, my fiancé is now working full-time for a huge worldwide (but relatively non-evil, IMO) corporation. It would be tragic if it didn’t pay so damn well. Still, I haven’t seen him much lately. They put him up in a hotel in town for the first week of training and flew him out of state for the second week.

I’ve started my own summer job this past week—an unpaid internship at a place downtown—so that’s kept me busy. The job’s only vaguely related to law, which is fine by me. I’m planning to find a standard summer job clerking at a small firm for the second half of the summer, but I might as well diversify a bit for now, right?

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Fingers Crossed

Thursday, March 25th, 2010

I just sent in my application for what sounds like the perfect summer internship for me. I don’t want to jinx it, but I will say that I had to look up whether the British prefer “toward” or “towards” (Ans: “towards”). Hi, I’m detail-oriented, it’s nice to meet you.

The job’s still in Houston, though, so nobody flip out. Somebody’s got to stay here to look after the dog.

Which reminds me—did I tell you that John’s going to Abu Dhabi this summer? No? Well, he is. Part of the training for his new job takes place in the UAE, so he’ll be there for six weeks. We’re not sure exactly when he’s leaving, but it’ll probably be near the end of June. And to think I was bummed when he moved to College Station. Oy.

A New and Exciting Flavor of Geekery

Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

Before I talk about work I’d like to share a quick story from today’s evening walk. The story is that a bird pooped on Sam’s head. Better him than me, I thought, since he didn’t notice and probably would have enjoyed it if he did. But then at home when I tried to wipe off the mess with a wet paper towel, he ducked and I got poop on my hand. So I didn’t escape unscathed after all. It figures.

Okay, work. I’m still thrilled to be there, even though I emptied my candy jar in the first two days. I’ve had to bring in and eat *fruit*, can you imagine? I finished my first practice assignment in cite analysis today and will probably get to start on a real assignment tomorrow, assuming I didn’t completely miss the boat on the practice one.

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