The Internship: I will not be at a newspaper this summer. In a plot twist, last week when interviewing a source, he leaned across the desk and offered me an internship at a PolicyThinkTank.

"Just write for us. We'll pay whatever it takes."

How could I say no? No to a summer with TheUsualSuspects, money, the chance to write about education policy in-depth, have an office/share a secretary/stay the summer for once.

I said wait. I said I was afraid of technical articles that no one could understand. And he said unturn rocks. And I said yes. And I'm afraid - there's that always - that I will find myself without insights, leads, and production, but that always works itself out.

The Boy(s): Don't feel like rehashing. But I might as well leave these crumbs. TattooedEngineer is great. But I know, and you know, he's not someone I'll end up with when it's all said and done. And I'm not looking for ThatPerson, but I honestly don't have time right now for anyone else but.

There was a lunch that made this apparent. I'm young and impulsive, but I know birthday candle smoke when I see it so I'll lock up the rest of that for now.

The Body: We dance up the rock wall now. As the weather gets warmer, bike rides beckon. And, hush don't tell anyone you might ruin it, but I think I'll try that Marathon in the fall.

The Insides: I've got nothing to prove anymore.