Friday, October 2, 2009

Just a little further...

First things first: what with moving all my stuff up four flights of stairs, walking miles through Chicago in tight shoes, and just being a clumsy oaf, I messed up both of my big toes. Bad. So gross! The weird part is I'm pretty sure Ben and Dad have done the same thing, do we have a genetic inclination to stub our big toes? Are they abnormally sensitive? I don't think it's ever been this narsty though. Shield your eyes, children:Anyways, me and Nate (my roommate) have been furnishing our apartment slowly but steadily. Betsy's parents gave us an awesome futon, then last weekend we finally got a frame, some rugs, some lights, and a chair, so it's pretty sweet.
I'm still looking for jobs, and right now the best lead is working for College Admissions Assistance. It would involve traveling a lot and signing kids up for this sweet college prep program, which seems really awesome and not as "salesy" as the Chicago Symphony job. Families are invited to a presentation which basically shows how great this program is for finding the right schools, choosing the right major, getting into good schools, and reducing the cost for college. Anyways, we had to go to North Aurora to meet at the boss' house (all I could think of was Wayne's World the whole time), so I took the train downtown, rode the Metra (commuter rail) to Aurora, and biked an hour north. It was intense, but sooooo worth it. Classic Adam, I got there way too early and relaxed by an enormous field in the vast suburbs. That alone made the whole trip worth it. You can even see hints of my enormous shoes in the bottom of the picture:
You may be asking, Adam, how did you manage to bike that far and back? The answer is I brought my bike into the 21st century! Finally! Check out my new helmet, lights, and lock!
Pretty sweet. So now I'm equipped to roam the streets in search of blood...I mean jobs. Tomorrow our calypso band is performing in front of some soccer league or something, I'm really excited to just jam out with my steel-drumming old-timer buddies. I'll try to grab some recordings and/or pictures of us all in matching goofy shirts.
Other than that, Dad and Vicki are stopping by for a day or two on their Midwest trip, should be fun to see them again. And oh yeah, Go Red Sox! Let's put those Angels back where they belong: Heaven!

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