Happy belated memorial day everyone! I hope you all took a moment to honor the sacrifices of our brave men and women in uniform, and another second to honor those of our high school band geeks in wool uniforms, providing you with painstakingly memorized and endlessly practiced patriotic entertainment while sweating profusely and praying that the good Lord will have mercy on them by allowing them to lose consciousness. Those were the days!
My big Memorial Day adventure was that they stopped the train before I went to work because there was an accident so I had to take the bus (AGGRAVATING) to another train and was 20 minutes late for work. The joy (if you can call it that) of living in New York though is that it happens to everyone occasionally so the boss was pretty chill about it.
Memorial Day weekend also means that, give or take a few days, it was a year ago that the other interns and I got dumped off at Penn Station. Ah, DJNF boot camp. If you want some idea of what boot camp was like, they have a blog this year. I think I spent most of my first weekend in New York sleeping. It was pretty amazing. Speaking of which, I think it's time for me to go to bed.
Edit, 2:44 a.m.: I just heard the garbage man outside the building. As he was throwing the bags onto the truck he yelled, "Best smell in the world! WOO!"
OK, I'm really going to bed now.
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