:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 2.11.2003 ::

I am screaming up the Landscape Architecture Corporate Ladder.

Three Fridays ago I was eating lunch with a guy whom I could only refer to as my role model and idol in terms of the late-twenty-something-LA-with-a-girlfriend-and-a-house-and-rad-design-skills that I hope to have in five years. Last Friday I was shaking hands with one of my all time role models and idols in terms of making-an-impact-on-the-world-of-design-in-a highly-practical-and-academic-fashion. Today, I was told that I would be managing two projects that are starting in the next week or so, one project which is an extension of a project that the former aformetioned role model / idol was working on.

Alas I am no more like Neil Peart today than I was yesterday. Eh, you win some, you lose some.

"Oh my god, my god this can't be happening. God tell me, tell me this isn't real. I can't beleive all that I have forseen is finally happening, I can't afford a single second lost the way I feel..."
:: Freddy F. at 12:24 AM [+] ::