...and all the colours bleeding into one big mess.

Sep 30, 2003 12:05

Sample containers, requisition forms, confirmations, negatives, positivies, inconclusives.
Inconclusives. And there I am again, night after night seeping into eachother until they blur at the edges, lose shape. They say I am to become a toxicologist eventually - for now the title is 'specimen control technician' It sounds more complicated than it really is. I am to take molecular biology classes in the coming months - accelerated preparation courses for my eventual assignment as a certifying scientist.

Many have accused me of exessive reliance upon logical reasoning - guess this was only a matter of time.

I've still a passion for textile sciences, although it is going to be something for Yvonne to receive a formal education in. I enjoy being along for the ride anyhow.. Mourning glory discussion is coming up soon at the FIDM; I am hoping to see those I expect to be there.. The santa monica vintage expo is approaching as well. Life is eventful for once.

And speaking of textiles, here are some obligatory images.




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