Yesterday I hoped over to Chicago three hours early to "take pictures" because it was sunny and nice. Except, that I forgot that Chicago is next to a huge lake that makes it cooler than the surrounds this time of year, so my house's 60° is their 49°, so my hands were frozen ice cubes, which I would have born had there been any sunlight, which bathed the entire stretch of expressway until I got to Chicago and saw a fat stretch of nimbostratus hovering over downtown. Great. Not only did I not get any good pictures, but I came home with my knees about to quit and now I have a sore throat, which I'm duly freaking out about.

On the upside, the coop I take classes at has a gay and lesbian film festival coming up in November and they offer internships starting in spring. Since I've taken five classes here already, I know the manager, so he sent me the internship descriptions and wants to talk to me about them next week. I'm determined to not screw up this time.

Ugh, I really think I'm getting a cold. Even my eyes are starting to feel funky.

Oh, and for some reason a casting director on craigslist used this as their headline:

I need dead people with cars

Seriously.What if the undead of Chicago decide to rise from their graves and slither to the audition?

From: [identity profile] c-quinn.livejournal.com


I need dead people with cars

.... I'm not entirely sure what to say to that.

Good luck with your internship!

From: [identity profile] guanin.livejournal.com


In the posting, he specified that he wanted living people pretending to be dead, but if actual dead people show up all rotten and slimy driving rusty, old sedans from the 60s, it's on him.

Thanks. I still have to officially get it, but it shouldn't be hard?
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