the future

friend: yo yo. you ever figure out what you gonna do about them exams?

me: i dunno. take them eventually i guess

friend: yea. i wouldn't worry about it too much. they suck and even if i were to get my license tomorrow, i couldn't design shit. i need at least like 10 more years of experience and fuck getting sued

me: yeah i don't want to stamp anything, ever

friend: my boss gets subpoenas all the time about condos

me: apparently you can get sued at any time? like within the lifetime of the building?

friend: yea pretty much

me: that's scary. buildings fall apart all the time, it's their nature

friend: and the attorneys go around to condos and wait like the 10 year period, and once that is up, they sue architects for all the problems. they cant do it in the first 10 years

me: that's so lame

friend: totally. so getting your license just means more fees every year. and if you aren't going to use it, there is no point. and the exams just suck. you waste weeks just studying for them. all i want to do when i get home now, is not think about architecture at all

me: yeah that's what depresses me. i will never be able to afford my own firm, or handle getting sued, or any of that. it just feels downhill from here but what the hell else am i gunna do?

friend: me too. lets start a firm. i don't know what we would do?

me: can we do outsider architecture

friend: mud huts

me: kind of like outsider art but building wise, and buildings in canyons like mesa verde!

friend: yea i dont know. now that im at this new job im sort of over architecture. its so fucking tedious and everybody in this industry is just a shady a-hole. builders, developers, etc..

me: yeah i just want to do art/architecture, like giant sculptures

friend: thomas heatherwick styles. no shit

me: like i just wanna build shit, and then leave, and let people do their own fucking thing with it and not be responsible for it. like a lot of those examples i pulled for my thesis. like the dude who made that house out of windows windows windows. i kind of wish i was crazy like that

friend: you are. or you were. or you can be again

me: i dunno i am all bogged down by practicalities

friend: just don't ever become like my boss

me: oh man she sounds horrible. i hope i am never that bitchy

friend: where she is just a slave to her job that she hates.