Love and Hate

Let's start with the hate.

I HATE this dog that I live with all the hatred I can possibly muster. Every single night I go to bed thinking how much I hate it and every morning it is the first thing I hear. For you see, night time is when my roommate gets home and the spoiled little princess gets to do whatever she wants. By the end of the night, I am going crazy. Yesterday, she ate huge chunks of my underwear. Like ate them as in they are gone. Now people who know me will simple say, Randi, you leave your clothes everywhere. It's really your fault. But no, I am super clean down here and it is not my fault. It is the little devils fault. And then, every single stinkin' morning I get woken up about an hour earlier than I need to get up by this stupid dog who won't quit yapping. BLAH!!!! And those who know me know that I am not all that happy in the morning to begin with!

Just let it be known that the little dog and I are not quite friends and we can leave it at that.

Love.

I love, love, love, love, love my job. Seriously. I am working as an intern at the Canadian Consulate as an assistant to the Trade Commissioners. Basically, that means I do whatever they tell me to do which usually ends up being the leg work they don't have time to do. I am totally alright with it though. I actually love it about 95% of the time. There are two Canadian interns working right now; Peter and myself. I arrived at the consulate a week earlier than he did and man did that week make all the difference!! I got the longer tour and the first day my boss spent almost entirely with me showing me around and walking me over to the restaurant we usually eat at and waiting while I got my food and everything. Peter got about an hour long shpeel and was left to fend for himself or come to me. Hahaha! I also got paired up with my rather attractive boss as my Trade Commissioner. Dang, I was soooooo lucky. A) His work is a tad bit more interesting that the bovine industry that Peter is working with. B) My boss is hotter than his boss. C) My boss is Canadian which means he understands my Canadian humour a little bit more. D) I am somehow getting put on some pretty awesome projects. For example, today I was informed that I am going to be a part of the Aerospace Meetings that are happening in Guadalajara. What that means is that I get to spend a couple days planning, setting up, and then hanging out at a booth pretending I speak Spanish, networking, and talking to semi-important people. I also get to go to a cocktail party and get all dressed up and I get free lunch! That should be fun. Oh!! And the building that our party is happening at is also the same place that there is some United Nations shin-dig happening which means Felipe Calderon will be in town, in the building, and might possibly stop by our function. How freaking cool would that be!! Hahaha! Yup, basically this is awesome. I love it. It is what I am good at. I love languages, I love planning things, I love working on projects, and I love learning about all of these random different industries. I am seriously considering making this a career. Yup. Tonight the love goes out to all the Trade Commissioners in the world.