I was talking with a friend the other day, and she told me that she thought of the perfect job for me. to work at an art gallery with a coffee shop in it. that would be perfect. of course I’d get to learn how to make all the fancy coffee drinks, and I would be willing to drink anything I happened to mess up. I’m enjoying the days I’m working this summer. the gallery on campus gets slow sometimes, but it kind of balances out the amount that show up for the openings.