Internships

by lcjonesla

Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile.

I have been giggling all over LA, and most recently with Perez Hilton.

My internships are bomb dot com.

One is with an event/brand PR firm and the other is a celebrity PR firm.

Both are fab.

On my second day, I went to a great party and played the role as a stylist for a celeb.

Me a stylist?

2nd day at my internship!

2nd day at my internship!

Big fat question mark, but so much fun.

I find that I am  so exhausted after my internships. Not because I am doing a ton of strenuous things,

but because I have such anxiety about messing up.

In any situation, it takes me a while to get adjusted and for me to fully relax and be myself.

I have a problem.

I have a problem.

How could I say no? I didn't, but Carms did. Heartless.

How could I say no? I didn’t, but Carms did. Heartless.

That’s why I might come off as such a spastic crackhead sometimes.

I need a routine.

I am a little worried since I have been feeling a little under the weather.

So over June gloom.

So over June gloom.

It was this time last year, when I got pneumonia, and I will still blame the clubs.

I just recently went to one, and needed to cancel every appointment I had the day after.

I actually don’t have the stamina anymore.

The dog days are not over.

The dog days are not over.

Is it wrong that I would prefer to SIT at a bar, people watch and listen to music (preferably live).

How old am I?

They may not look appetizing, but they were.

They may not look appetizing, but they were.

Rude.

Rude.

I plan to do a lot of this in the next couple of days since I am accompanying my mom on a business trip to Chicago.

I’ve listened to Kanye West’s “Homecoming” a total of 50 times in the past day.

Chi City.

my child.

my child.