Thursday, February 26, 2004
Tuesday, February 24, 2004
OH HAPPY DAYS
Day was just made infinitely better this evening. Call from a good friend sparked a big smile.
A sucky meeting with someone who's trying to do my job but can't do her own sucked even more when her proudest idea involved drawing cartoon legs on a television set or using crass bathroom humor to sell a $2000 product. But what do I know? Maybe pooping references really do sell.
On a much better note I finally have a car. No more running for my life across the highway. No more payphone calls "Can you pick me up" as I pack my lunchbox. No more fun walks on sidewalk-less streets on a 95 degree atlanta summer day.
Something I learned this weekend: when the car dealer can't spell circus or parent, types .02 words a minute, and assures you his forte is math yet fails at simple division, find another car dealer.
NOTE: This applies for anyone you may encounter that can replace car dealer in above statement. (ie. When the two dollar hooker can't spell circus or parent, types .02 words a minute, and assures you her forte is math yet fails at simple division, find another two dollar hooker.
Day was just made infinitely better this evening. Call from a good friend sparked a big smile.
A sucky meeting with someone who's trying to do my job but can't do her own sucked even more when her proudest idea involved drawing cartoon legs on a television set or using crass bathroom humor to sell a $2000 product. But what do I know? Maybe pooping references really do sell.
On a much better note I finally have a car. No more running for my life across the highway. No more payphone calls "Can you pick me up" as I pack my lunchbox. No more fun walks on sidewalk-less streets on a 95 degree atlanta summer day.
Something I learned this weekend: when the car dealer can't spell circus or parent, types .02 words a minute, and assures you his forte is math yet fails at simple division, find another car dealer.
NOTE: This applies for anyone you may encounter that can replace car dealer in above statement. (ie. When the two dollar hooker can't spell circus or parent, types .02 words a minute, and assures you her forte is math yet fails at simple division, find another two dollar hooker.
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
A VISIT FROM THE ITCHY CROTCH FAIRY
I have a penis. But never in my life did I experience such an uncontrolable itch that I felt the need to scratch my genital area in public, nevermind tugging at it. And not just a stealth tug underneath a table or facing a corner where most likely people won't witness the itchy crotch symptom. But a full view public tug in the direction of - I don't know - someone's face! sick. just sick. Guys, don't scratch. It's not attractive. And girls, if your man scratches, tell him so.
I have a penis. But never in my life did I experience such an uncontrolable itch that I felt the need to scratch my genital area in public, nevermind tugging at it. And not just a stealth tug underneath a table or facing a corner where most likely people won't witness the itchy crotch symptom. But a full view public tug in the direction of - I don't know - someone's face! sick. just sick. Guys, don't scratch. It's not attractive. And girls, if your man scratches, tell him so.
Monday, February 09, 2004
Scraped knee today. Worked with monkey boy on a riduculously difficult product only to leave meeting with mediocre ideas. Worst of all, my ideas were ignored like a knock on the door from Jehova's Witnesses. Must gather more strength for my voice.
Spent a lot of the day at a failed photo shoot. For normally demanding so much independence, felt like I could have been taken care of today.
Spent a lot of the day at a failed photo shoot. For normally demanding so much independence, felt like I could have been taken care of today.
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