You got to party Thursday night. Or Friday night.

Things I love about my internship:

• It's an hour-long ride on the Tube, which means I'll finally finish reading Light in August.


• I get to write, report and edit. I have a story due tomorrow at five, but no one's called me back for it.
  


• My boss is three years older than me, and she's the nicest person ever.


• I discovered a cute gift shop a block away. Its motto: things for lovely people. I will probably spend a lot of money there. I already found a photo album and small duffle bag I want to purchase (I bought a candle holder today). Damn you cute, English gift shops.


• One of my co-workers told me today, "I've been to Memphis. I had ribs there."

Daily superlatives:

Worst part of the day: Not getting a lot of work done on my story due tomorrow.

Best part of the day: Being invited to a party by our neighbors. It was actually kind of annoying, but hilarious nonetheless. He kept ringing our doorbell asking us to hang out.