Also, "falafel" is a pretty awesome word in general.
So is blogging, and anything with "free" in it is pretty great when you are unemployed.
Things are, perhaps, looking up on the job-slash-money front. Earlier this week, I got an email from the fashion photographer with whom I did my internship, and he asked me if I would be interested in coming back to Minneapolis to assist him on a two-week shoot. This is not only a lot of money in my pocket, but it is also a much-needed boost to the old photographic self esteem: that he would call me for this job and ask me to return Minneapolis - knowing that I have already moved to Chicago - when he could have his pick of the countless, well-qualified, local photo assistants (who would probably say "yes" in a heartbeat) sure does make me feel a little bit awesome. (Also, it means visiting my favorite people in Minneapolis a lot sooner than I thought I would, hooray!)
I also interviewed for a will-pay-the-rent barista position at a super rad coffee shop here in my neighborhood; it is owned by a husband-wife team who are both also designers, and I think I interviewed pretty well. They seemed to like my personality and experience, but they also said that they had received over a hundred applications in the month since they posted their hiring notice, so I am not going to get too comfortable or excited until I hear back from them at the end of the week. (Also, they have the most incredible dolce latte that my taste buds have ever been so lucky to encounter, and I am pretty sure that if I learn how to make it myself, my life will be complete.)
In other news:
• My attention span is currently nonexistent, and despite the supposed brain stimulating benefits of doing the crossword puzzle on a daily basis, I find myself becoming increasingly distracted by such things as this small and somehow exasperating scratch on our coffee table, Dominic Monaghan's weird proportions, and a sudden craving for falafel. Mmm, falafel.
• It would be extremely magical if I somehow procured a Canon 5D. Mysterious benefactor? An early Christmas? Immaculate conception? Anything will do, I'm not especially picky. (Although admittedly, birthing a Canon 5D would likely be an exceptionally uncomfortable experience.)
• Lollapalooza is this weekend, and my goal is to refrain from passing out due to a.) Radiohead - my first and unabashed love, b.) heat exhaustion, and c.) the prospect of having to use a port-a-potty. Mostly I am pretty excited: Broken Social Scene, Wilco, Kanye West, and like 23423 other way awesome people, hooray!