dumpy

i had an editorial meeting tonight for my new internship. i am interning at this hip magazine, maybe not as hip as flaunt, but pretty hip (www.atomicamagizine.com). i didn't feel like i was cool enough. everyone there knows and cares about all these things that are unknown and underground (ew, i hate that word unless you're using it literally) and i'm just like, so did anyone see america's next top model last week. i didn't say that but i definately got the feeling that my tastes were a little bit too mainstream. i also felt like i couldn't think outside of myself, which was unfortunate because myself is tragically uncool, but every idea i had came from some lame personal experience that i didn't even feel like i could share because it was so lame, the idea and the experience. double whammy.

so the meeting was over and i rode the subway home (literally underground) and then i watched my tivo-ed america's next top model while i ate this delicious shrimp/pineapple/creamcheese dip i made.

i would like to say congrats to elliot. i heard you got into the new school. i guess blogging really does pay off.