Last night was the 'Don't tell my booker' party at AME. The alcohol was flowing, the music was loud, and the tuna rolls were spicy, so you know it had to be a good time - and it was.
I suppose I can't really call this one of the "intern chronicles," because while I played the part of photographer and bottle-girl to a couple of (I won't name names) boys who were being total divas (KIDDING!) - I definitely got to let my hair down. I even managed to make it into a couple of photos!