One whirlwind week (pun...intended?)

Here we are. One week into living in Chicago and still unemployed. I guess it could be worse; at least I have a place to live...for now.

This past week has been really crazy with all of its goings-on. Andy and I spent our first few days at Ilana's house, which was great. Ilana lives not too far away from where we are now, so we stalked our new house a few times before we actually got to see the inside of it. We started scoping out the job situation there, but not in too much ernest. We spent our first few nights here walking around, checking out what was here (which includes, but is NOT limited to such delicious eating establishments as The Pita Pit (which we found in New Zealand and which claimed to be prevalent in the US) and Jamba Juice. Oh yes, the Jamba Juice.

Once we'd had enough fun with that sort of thing (and realized we probably shouldn't be spending money until we actually have an income), it was about time to move in to our apartment with our roommate, Alex, and his BUNNY!!!!!!, Mooshi (phonetic spelling). So do that we did. And here we are. We realized that buying an inflatable mattress (which was our original plan) was going to be almost as expensive as buying a regular mattress, so we decided to do away with that notion and sleep on our mattress pads (read: 4 years old, from all 4 years at Clark) instead. This, of course, essentially equals out to us sleeping on the floor.
Yes, it's been an uncomfortable past week, but a couple of nights ago we finally sucked it up and decided to order a mattress from IKEA (hooray for the Swedish). By Friday, we should be sleeping on an actual bed...one that is actually made for more than one small child to sleep in.
Our apartment is lovely. It's a lot bigger than I expected from the photos Alex took for us and we even have a built in bookshelf in the wall! It's been great that Alex is an actual adult human being, because he has supplied us with a lot of home goods that we would not have had without him. Once we get some other stuff, like a bed...and a kitchen table...life will be grand! We'll be living like kings!

This weekend, we went to a German festival called Maifest (May Fest), where there was a May pole and lots of polka music. It was in Lincoln Square, which is the German neighborhood of Chicago (Agnes, I will take you there). It was a lot of fun. Even though I don't like beer, Alex proved his worth to us by going to nearby liquor store, sneaking in cider, and then pouring it into our plastic steins (yes, they had plastic steins) in the porta-potty. If that's not someone I want to live with, I don't know what is!
I'm excited for the other festivals that will happen this summer, as people in Chicago pretty much go crazy and there are multiple free festivals every weekend of the summer (how's that for savoring the warm weather while we have it?).

Other than that, the job search continues. I had one interview on Friday and I am waiting to hear back on whether they thought good or ill of me. It was for some swanky-time apartment finding company, so who knows. It would be pretty sweet to actually have a job and not have to fear for my ability to eat food...but...so it goes, I guess.

The date is getting closer for my EMT practical exam (June 19th!)--I got an e-mail from my school today reminding me of it and telling me when the practice times are next week (of course I cannot make them). Hopefully I will get to practice a bit in the EMS room on Friday or something before my exam on Saturday. Eek! Nervous! I will be flying home on Thursday the 17th, (hopefully) heading to Worcester on Friday, if I can figure out a way to get there and to practice), and flying back here on Sunday the 20th. Woah! I guess if worse-comes-to-worse, I will just make Andy be my practice patient, as he has been for the past 6 months...

I should go now, try to look for some more jobs on Craigslist (I feel like I've applied for them all!)
Will try to upload some photos of the apartment!