e-age

i wonder if you are different ages in different places. sometimes i send emails and think, my goodness, i must be 8. and other times one might read them as though i were 85. i worry about being 85.

i received 8 emails between 11:30 pm and 6:00 am. isn't that odd. while i was sleeping the world was trying to communicate with me, or to me at least. and now im up working on a paper, thinking about how bizare life is.

id like to work, while im young and hip, in layout and design. it looks like logic puzzles, i think im going to ask karen monk if she would like to take on a coop student. or aybe i will find out if she went to school for that sort of thing.