I've been meaning to update this for a bit, but I hadn't quite been able to organize my thoughts to write a comprehensible entry. Also, I haven't looked through other blogs lately, and I apologize for that. I'll try making amends...well, when I feel like it.
So, how is life in Chicagoland thus far? Definitely getting easier, that's for sure. My never-ending search for employment has finally ended (I know, that was redundant). After applying to about ten different places, I've finally been hired...at The Disney Store. If you're surprised, it's nowhere near how I feel. I should just be grateful I don't have any tattoos yet. But, I guess I just kicked ass at the interview and made an excellent impression. I'm a part-timer there now, but the pay is $7 the hour, which is so awesome. First paycheck goes towards clothes. It's September already, so I'll need warmer shirts. Also, about half of every one of my paychecks is getting saved so that, by Christmas, I can get myself the present of having my own downtown Chicago cheap-ass loft. I hope I can find something that's like $400 a month or something. I'm not too particular on commodities, so long as there's maybe electricity and a shower and toilet.
One down on my list. What next? Well, soon as I've got the cash rolling in, my next step is scouring for auditions in Chicago. I really don't know where to start though, which is kind of a problem. I know that when I do figure out where to start, I'll have no problem moving forward from there. The same goes when I start finding out how to get my first novel published. I'm not all that worried, but I'm feeling more or less as preoccupied as I did while looking for a job. This just might mean that things'll all work out in the end though, as they seem to have been doing since I got here.
And, with my arrogant, egotistical jackass, yet extremely loveable, significant other, today is officially nine months. I'm amazed and extremely happy. This has been one of the best relationships I've been in thus far in my life, and I'm glad that we stopped hating each other and started being friends. We've had our ups and downs for sure. I still feel really bad about yesterday, that I must've looked like a socially inept retard around his friends and that one of my kicks mighta made him bleed (I get panicky about that because of a incident in elementary school). But the ups are completely awesome. I tell you, there's nothing like watching that huge fountain over in Millenium park with your significant other's arm around your waist, giving you a sweetly soft kiss. I know, I sound like a romantic sap. I'll be throwing up in disgust in just a moment. But it really is nice. It's rekindling my faith in that love can be found.
Speaking of Millenium Park, I and my significant other were at the Chicago Jazz Fest there yesterday. I'm not that much of a jazz fan, but it really was some great music. The piano playing, in particular, was really really great. It was also absolutely hilarious when we passed by these two people promoting pot. "There's nothing wrong with smoking pot and it shouldn't be illegal!" So said the woman completely dressed in a suit of fake pot. I know that if my significant other had more money on him, he'd've probably bought the suit from her. Speaking of pot, despite the fact that I still really hate the idea of pot and drugs and the reasons people use them, I am considering maybe getting high on pot. My main reason, though, is the legal drinking age here. I really miss drinking more alcohol, and it's annoying because people between ages 18 to 21 drink it anyway, so I don't see the problem. So pot might end up being my replacement for alcohol if I feel that I can stand overstepping my own personal opinions about it.
Anyway, I wish I had pictures to put up, but I keep forgetting my camera at the most opportune moments. I will put some up soon though, so never fear my readers. And with that, I should get back to cooking. My roommate and I have actual food now, amazing.