Thanks for the title line, Florez.
My life is no longer interntastic. Yes, that’s right; I am no longer an intern. I will probably never record the weather again (but I will still be hitting the airwaves until Monday afternoon at four), nor will I write another PSA from a poorly written or grammatically incorrect press release from non-profit organizations.
There are a lot of things I won’t do anymore, and I’m kind of sad about it, actually. I really never expected to like my internship or even have fun, but I know I’m going to miss it when Monday rolls around, and I have to take a French final instead of plug Rush Limbaugh et al.
On the bright side, my caffeine intake will dramatically decrease, and my stomach is very thankful.
On that note, that’s all for now. I have eleven thousand things to do this afternoon, and I am PUMPED about all of them.
