This post is by Paige.
AKS told me I should blog about the fact that I have two internships this summer. Now, I could put a positive spin on the whole affair by saying that I'll have clips from two places and make great contacts and have my hand in three different journalism sectors (newspaper, magazine and PR) but instead, I'll be negative as usual. My 16-year-old sister will be making more money than me this summer.
This fact alone sort of makes me want to die.
The good internship is at Kansas City Homes & Gardens magazine. I'm writing, copy editing, proofing, and doing other general intern bitchwork. But it's fabulous. I've been there three weeks now. Everyone is so nice, and I think the publisher, Keith, wants to marry me. He compliments me a lot. It's nice. And I get to wear cute, summery clothes. Yeah, I went there. I'll have bylines in four separate issues of the magazine, and that is just plain hot. Clips!
The eeeeeevil internship, the one where I'll be making all these fabulous contacts (sigh), is with the Universal Press Syndicate. They do something that has to do with comics. Foxtrot, Doonesbury, the Boondocks, etc. That's them. And I'm one of their PR interns. Ahhhh! I swear, it's only for the summer. The best (read: worst) part about it? I'm getting paid $500. For 120 hours of work.
?!?!?!?!
I'm being overly dramatic. The woman who hired me was so sweet that I couldn't turn it down, and it sounds as though I'd be immediately considered if a full-time editorial position opened up. But, ahh!
Ahh.
Anyway, news from around the KC area. This weekend I visited Jon in Columbia, where he's doing training for his Dow Jones internship (I'm not bitter. Really.) The dorms at Mizzou, though they have RETARDED names such as Discovery and Excellence, are sweet, and he got an iBook to use for the two weeks. Grr. We went out on the town and I have decided that Lawrence is far superior to Columbia any day. The next morning we met up with Rupal and Laura Francoviglia and went to hang out in a cave. And ate free barbecue. Not necessarily in that order. Then I went to St. Louis to visit Bob. He's also doing well. And is adorable as always. I'm biased.
So, this is what all my posts are like on my LiveJournal (LONG), but most of you won't be able to read the stuff I write unless you get an account. Unlike Ty, I friends-protect my entries because (gasp) I once caused drama at McCollum with the things I wrote. Ooops.
Anyway, that's the haps in the life of Prada Paige. Take care and call me if you are in KC. Because while Neeley is now away from all the people who "pretended to like her," she's one up on me. At least she left behind people she hung out with ... I'm such a recluse. I'm fun in the summer, though. Promise!
Love,
Paige
This fact alone sort of makes me want to die.
The good internship is at Kansas City Homes & Gardens magazine. I'm writing, copy editing, proofing, and doing other general intern bitchwork. But it's fabulous. I've been there three weeks now. Everyone is so nice, and I think the publisher, Keith, wants to marry me. He compliments me a lot. It's nice. And I get to wear cute, summery clothes. Yeah, I went there. I'll have bylines in four separate issues of the magazine, and that is just plain hot. Clips!
The eeeeeevil internship, the one where I'll be making all these fabulous contacts (sigh), is with the Universal Press Syndicate. They do something that has to do with comics. Foxtrot, Doonesbury, the Boondocks, etc. That's them. And I'm one of their PR interns. Ahhhh! I swear, it's only for the summer. The best (read: worst) part about it? I'm getting paid $500. For 120 hours of work.
?!?!?!?!
I'm being overly dramatic. The woman who hired me was so sweet that I couldn't turn it down, and it sounds as though I'd be immediately considered if a full-time editorial position opened up. But, ahh!
Ahh.
Anyway, news from around the KC area. This weekend I visited Jon in Columbia, where he's doing training for his Dow Jones internship (I'm not bitter. Really.) The dorms at Mizzou, though they have RETARDED names such as Discovery and Excellence, are sweet, and he got an iBook to use for the two weeks. Grr. We went out on the town and I have decided that Lawrence is far superior to Columbia any day. The next morning we met up with Rupal and Laura Francoviglia and went to hang out in a cave. And ate free barbecue. Not necessarily in that order. Then I went to St. Louis to visit Bob. He's also doing well. And is adorable as always. I'm biased.
So, this is what all my posts are like on my LiveJournal (LONG), but most of you won't be able to read the stuff I write unless you get an account. Unlike Ty, I friends-protect my entries because (gasp) I once caused drama at McCollum with the things I wrote. Ooops.
Anyway, that's the haps in the life of Prada Paige. Take care and call me if you are in KC. Because while Neeley is now away from all the people who "pretended to like her," she's one up on me. At least she left behind people she hung out with ... I'm such a recluse. I'm fun in the summer, though. Promise!
Love,
Paige
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