Sunday, August 29, 2010

You take the good, you take the bad...

"You take 'em both and there you have,

The Facts of Life, oh, The Facts of Life!"

More than once in my life, I've been told I look like Natalie. Sure, I would've preferred to be likened to Natalie Portman or something, but... facts of life, ?

Other facts of life, at present...

I am stressed out about work, or rather, the lack thereof. I knew that this move was my biggest leap of faith yet, and that this period of uncertainty awaited me in São Paulo. Nevertheless the weight of it bore down on me today (like Mary Cooke with an axe to grind [inside joke]). Aside from employment worries, I've hit a bureaucratic snafu. I can't complain as it's my first real paper-chase drama in Brazil, but the processes I had hoped to complete in this first, workless week were out of my grasp. You see, I need proof of address to change my cell phone, my bank account, and to register, well, my address, with Polícial Federal. However, I can't get proof of address without proof of address. You see my dilemma.

In the spirit of my Natalie, though, it'll be ok. Besides, as my friend counseled, "Jenny, if anybody can do this, you can." Thanks for the reminder, Thiera.

On the bright side, I had a successful interview with an English consulting/teaching organization and begin training with them on Tuesday. I submitted an application for a freelance writing studio--fingers crossed. And, I met with the publishers of Juliana's book and received the go-ahead to start the translation work.

Moreover, I had some fun! My new flatmate, Carolina, is fantastic. She's intelligent, witty, laid-back, and curious. Heck, she's a writer (use Google Translator, it'll be worth it)! She's everything I could want in a companheira de apartamento. She has excellent taste in restaurants and nightspots, as well as nice friends, like Filipe.

Filipe e Carolina

Victoria was in town from Porto Alegre this week--one advantage to living in a mecca like Sampa is that friends will come to you!--and we went to a quaint French bistro in Vila Madalena last night. Yum.

Afterwards, we headed to the bar at Casa Club hostel to mingle. Even later, Victoria and I headed to Filial, where we met Ricardo, Pedro, and Luís--three guys from Porto, Portugal--here on a study-abroad with their international MBA tribe. What hilarity ensued when, after an hour of conversation in English, our new friends learned that we understood, and even spoke, Portuguese. I found immense gratification in the juxtaposition, being the one that, theoretically, didn't understand side commentary, but actually did. Fortunately for Victoria and I, our new amigos were sound... true gentlemen.

Victoria, Ricardo, Eu, Luís, e Pedro

It's all part of the process. I'm still the optimist.

Mindy-ish Paulistinha

P.S. This... winter in São Paulo?