Intern? More like MANtern.

Guys. GUYS. Listen to me. I'm trying to tell you something.

I'm about to enter week nine of my internship and things have been totes cray cray, y'all. I've worked two straight weekends and my "normal" leaving time is 8:15pm (latest I've stayed is 10:17pm). I'm constantly tired and I'm slightly malnourished because I'm not eating properly.

But I am loving this. My entire life (all 27 years of it), my goal has been to get paid to be funny/witty and, man, am I doing that here. Lots of funny scripts, lots of funny lines, lots of fart jokes. It's not all farts and games as I do have to actually write serious copy every now and then, but I got super lucky and found my niche very early into this internship.

See?

Am I going to get offered a job?

I dunno.

I hope so.

But at the same time, I don't hope so.

Delma's moving back to Houston once our lease ends in September. For several reasons. It just makes sense for the both of us at this time. If I do end up with a job, it's not fair to Delma that I stay until 8pm every night (and most weekends I'm so exhausted that all I want to do is sleep). She really misses her family. It'll be better for us financially.

It doesn't make it any easier though.

I've met some people from UT during this internship so I now have connections at a couple agencies in Austin. I've been considering trying to find a job down there, but the stars aligned perfectly where I'm at right now.

I've always talked about wanting to work at Barton F Graf 9000 or Wexley School for Girls because all they do is funny stuff. Every single one of the ads those places put out is hilarious and it's the kind of work I'd love to do.

But if I can do that work here and I like the people I'm working with and I love Chicago, why not make the most of it? I can create hilarious stuff for my portfolio so that when I do start looking for work in Austin in a year or so, I can say "Hey, this is the work I like to do and it's what I'm good at. Sure, you can have me writing copy for pancreatic cancer brochures, but there are a ton of people out there who are better at that than I am. Let me write some poop jokes for you. We'll both enjoy it. I promise."

I dunno. Life choices. Divergent paths. Stuff of that nature.

But the good news is that I'm down to 153 pounds! This is like the lightest I've been since freshmen year. Of high school. It might be the whole me being malnourished thing, but it also might be the fact that I'm biking to work every day. Rain or shine.

Let's hear it for bikes! Yay, bikes!

Sometimes though, I wish I could have my bike and eat it too...