Today I wore a purple shirt.

Kartik often questions my masculinity, citing such evidence as my proclivity for reading in bed, my love of felines, and my passive-aggressive approach to interpersonal conflict. To this he can add my chosen career path.

Publishing is an overwhelmingly female profession, as I'm relearning this summer. In the past two days I've visited the men's restroom four times, and each time I've been the only occupant. Today in the copy room someone said, 'Oh, it's nice that you and one of the other interns are guys--that multiplies the number of men in the office by five.' I'm not sure how that works. Or maybe it was hyperbole.