so i've had 3 job interviews -- two with progressive non-profits and one with a giant music industry conglomerate. i don't know what i want to be when i grow up.

still working at trois pommes patisserie, and while it remains distressingly delicious and generally pleasant, i grow increasingly tired of not having a job that allows me real weekends and livable pay.

i think i'm going to las vegas with my mom and cousin paula for 4 days soon. what? srsly?

i recently finished reading middlesex by jeffrey eugenides; it was incredible.