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I’m wor­ried that some­thing really ter­ri­ble is about to hap­pen to me. Let me briefly recount the events of the past six days (I am leav­ing out the hor­ri­ble, crush­ing weight that is the end of the semes­ter, which has been hor­ri­ble and crush­ing, to focus entirely on the pos­i­tive. and for some rea­son my bul­lets arent work­ing but i’m not fuck­ing with it now):

• Wednes­day I was offered a posi­tion at Won­kette, which has brought me instant fame and for­tune to the tune of an email from a news­pa­per edi­tor and an addi­tional $200 per month.
• Given the use of an totally rad moped for the sum­mer months with no essen­tially no strings attached.
• Sold 2 prints.
• Have a job that is inter­est­ing, flex­i­ble, pays well, and, most impor­tantly, is rel­e­vant to my life.
• Jack­ass who runs a cer­tain cam­era store that shall not be named just called me to tell me that, at long, long last, my Has­sel­blad is ready to be picked up.
• First gallery show is on track.

So what hor­ri­ble inevitabil­ity awaits me? Was this the karmic counter-​​weight to how shitty the past cou­ple of years have been? Or is my bal­ance now so com­pletely out of whack that I should expect to be crushed by a falling piano or some­thing like that? What the fuck is going on?

Posted on Tuesday, May 8th, 2007 at 8:37 am