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So I haven't posted in a couple of weeks.  I apologize for that.  This post is the result of a certain follower (ahem... my mother)'s persistence in reminding me exactly how long it has been since my last post.  I was thinking of why I wouldn't have posted recently and what I came up with is that nothing really exciting has been happening.  Which is both good and unfortunate.  Good because it means that I'm keeping busy with other things like work and school.  Unfortunate because it means that I'm busy with work and school.

So what can I tell you?  Well, I did go to this Jazz Club/Bar  called Fat Cat.  It is kind of amazing.  It is very casual and relaxed.  It feels like your partying in someone's parents basement in high school.  Around the stage area is an eclectic collection of couches and coffee tables.  The bar itself is fairly small and always crowded.  There are tables and booths with checker boards painted on them and for a dollar a person you can get chess and checker pieces at the bar.  There are also scrabble boards scattered around for your entertainment.  The rest of the basement consists of ping-pong tables, pool tables, shuffleboard tables, and foosball tables.  And games cost about 10 cents/person/minute.  It's all very confusing if it's your first time, but the staff is pretty friendly once you get their attention.  And the music the night that I went was unbelievably.  The second act of three was Naomi Shelton and the Gospel Queens. Naomi is probably in her 70s?  That's a complete guess but she's not what you would expect in a joint like this.  And she and her three younger chorus members rocked the place, all while praising the lord!  And everyone loved it.  At Fat Cat you can find a myriad of people: business men still in their suits, underage partiers who just want to have a good time, frat boys taking shots at the bar, etc.  I think I'm going to take my mom and aunt when they visit, with a bunch of friends, for my birthday?  Oh yes, and the drinks are cheap for Manhattan prices, but they only have beer, wine, and a special house cocktail.  PBR is probably their best-seller.  Which I'm totally fine with.

Besides that, I've pretty much been working, interning, and schooling.  (That's not exactly how the word schooling should be used but it works for my purposes.)  Work has been tolerable.  I've only gone in once a week to train but when I get back from break she plans on having me close by myself, which is actually rare.  Joanna says that she's surprised she's fast-tracking me like she is because she doesn't even trust some of the employees to have keys (well Nick, who's a male), and she let me count the money box which Joanna wasn't allowed to touch for a couple of months.  I think she's desperate though, but still I'm digging the trust.  She still completely irks the hell out of me when I have to talk to her, and every time I have to work with her I practice my "I can't work for you because you are a miserable person who treats people like they're incompetent neanderthals."  But so far, things have been going alright.  Mostly because the past two times, I've worked with Joanna, and we pretty much party in the store and give people free cups instead of charging 50 cents for them.  We like to plug in our ipods and have dance parties with K, the bouncer from the club next door.  So I've got that going for me.

My internship is still going well.  I don't mind doing the sometimes painstakingly tedious tasks they give me, but I think I'm going to start investigating the inner workings of the business more.  And by that I mean I'm going to start asking probably too many questions.  But after being there for a month, I'm still not exactly sure how it all works and that is something I really want to leave knowing.

And school is, well, let's just say I'm ready for break.  The urge to skip class has been welling up inside of me more often than not and it's overtaken me a couple of times.  And I'm so excited to go home and catch up with everybody.  And hopefully by the time I'm back in New York, the weather will have turned for the better.  I just have to figure out how to get to the airport.