my sister graduated high school this weekend, so i had a chance to talk to teachers whose names i couldn't quite remember and they couldn't quite place my face, but we had a lovely exchange of pleasantries and i got to lie to everyone about my wild graphic design success stories.
it hit me later on that i have very little time left in the schooling system, and the thought made my stomach hurt and my head light at the same time. i'm getting these re-occurring nightmares that i used to have when i was ten, in which i can't pay off my mortgage and the government comes to my house and takes away all my stuff. Not that i knew what a mortgage was when i was ten, let alone now. but it goes to show you how crazy i am. Lewis Thomas (this lovely biologist who writes about life and humans and DNA) says that humans are worry machines. It's what we do best. worry and be curious. He is quite right. about most things, i think.
Lewis Thomas is so great. i have a crush on his book. what a dreamboat...
(i just realized mortgage has mort as a prefix. I think gage means promise? something along those lines? how clever, pay off until you die. that really is horrible.)
now that my sister graduated, we're going to modeling school together:
funny, because this is what we really look like in every day real life. slobbish and bored.
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