working world

the real world is more than just a college myth; it really does exist. this week i became apart of it. or at least stepped into it. i can't really call living at home in the room i grew up in and eating my mom's cooking every night the "real world." but at least it's a start. why jump in quickly when you can ease your way in slowly?

i have spent the better part of this week as a nomad. although i have a workspace (i hate the word cubical), a drafting table and storage, i had no computer. how sad is it that as an architect, i can not do anything productive without one! for the past week, i have been roving between computers as people were out of the office or on vacation...i think i worked on 5 different machines total. it's hard to feel like you belong somewhere without your own "territory." dogs mark their space by peeing on it, humans claim it by filling it with their stuff. today i marked my territory. i put a bunch of books on my shelves that i was supposed to read in school. now they make me look smart as they look as if i reference them all the time. i have a lamp on my desk which has received comments from almost everyone here on it's first day out. you know something is good when architects like it. just one picture out for now. it's from danny's trip out to visit me in D.C. a few years ago. i think it's the only picture i would ever display of me in a swimsuit because i am only about a quarter of an inch tall. i like looking at that picture, half of it sand, the other half waves and sky; danny and i standing in the middle holding the two together. everyone has moments they would like to go on for forever; this is one of mine.

why do offices have to be so cold? i really don't understand. it's summer out and i am freezing. i think it takes an hour before my goose bumps go away after work. i might cave in and buy a heater...a heater...in july...ridiculous!

today marks the downhill of the year, two thousand five. happy beginning of the end.