First day. 15 hours.

I must remember names. I must remember names. I must remember names.

Day one was polarized. Arrive 10:00am, leisurely tour, introductions. Set up email, read office intro stuff. Bored to tears for much of the morning. (I love my job, but the first hour or two of inactivity seemed so long when I was so anxious to start helping and working.) Walked around the office, took a pic or two. The top picture is the kitchen/printing/materials/library room. Pretty cool room. The next picture is the excellent wooden floor by my desk. very hip and sexy. Also throwing in a pic of my workspace. (I might possibly move at the end of the week, once an intern leaves.)

At 3:00, after two bites of my sandwich, BOOM! Its go time! Photoshopping to the max, packing and catalogueing materials, more Photoshop, and lots more Photoshop!

Nonstop, from 3:00pm til 1:00am, pausing only for Japanese diner food. What a whirlwind first day!

I took a break or two to check out Calvin and Zach's (the principals of the firm) furniture collection in the lobby area. Lydia, you'll dig this next picture. The small part of their collection that I've seen is just beautiful. At least 40 pieces are gathered in the lobby, apparently only an 1/8th or less of their whole collection. Damn.

Speaking of damn, the view from the front of the office is breathtaking. We're on the tenth floor, and facing north up 6th Ave. You can see the Empire state building at the top of the hill, and the spire of the Bank of America tower. Picture below.

Oh, and this morning was quite the intense experience as well. Apparently real grownup architects work right up to the dealine too...