Millennium Park

has never looked so small...

Left: view of Grant Park from the twenty fifth floor of the Aon Center

As alluded to in my previous entry, I had my first day of work today. Just like graduation, it felt surreal and I got slightly queasy when I thought too long about the fact that this was neither an internship nor a dream.

But orientation was really great - much better than I'd expected, and relatively awesome. Everything is good. There isn't really much else to say about it at the moment - perhaps I will elaborate moar later.

The minute I got back in Hyde Park though, my stress levels just went through the roof and my energy levels came plummeting deep, deep down. I was in zombie mode for pretty much the entire evening, milling around as all my friends came for dinner, and now, even after we've cleaned up and everyone is gone, I am still feeling panicked and nervous. I think that my body is so used to being constantly freaked out that it now refuses to relax, like permanent rigor mortis...creepy.

I've been trying to pack, but as of now my absolute priority is updating my MP3 player with enough music to get me through the next six weeks, as I'm fairly positive we are not supposed to uh, obtain media for free while we're on the hotel/corporate apartment website. Some new-ish stuff on my Pre: Mumford & Sons, Band of Horses, older Animal Collective stuff, The Dodos. I am really digging weird indie bands with multiple vocals as of late.

As glad as I am/proud of myself for updating, I still feel like this is a relatively shitty/boring entry and that as a result, I should stop blabbering. Alas. I am too tired to think inventively or humorously... all I want to do is crawl into bed and put on my Sennheisers and listen to Hospice forever. 

My next update will be on my other blog...woo! Let's hope I do not have malaria by then.