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11 July 2006
12:34 AM

They say that women never throw away letters.

I don't even throw away bus tickets.

But today I went through my PC. A lot of it is insane. For instance, from April 22 to June 22, 2002, there were at least three hundred separate chat logs, each of which were composed of at least two conversations. And I had had four backups of those. In two different drives. I had had nine different sequential backups of the last.convo.ever. Backup upon backup of pictures taken and illustrations I made. Screenshots. Webcam movies. Offline copies of messageboard posts and email sent and received. Satellite photos, years before googleEarth came along. IP numbers, addresses, phone numbers, addressbook lists, birthdays, anniversaries.

A simulacrum out of being and nothingness.

SHIFT+DEL cleared it all up.

It's too early in the day to start making real ashes. I wish I planned this purge a little better; I have to go to work early. Now I'll have to wait until the weekend to finish up.

At least I've reclaimed several hundred megs. So should you.

But oh, to have the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind.

Everybody now: "I told you so."

TODAY alone, my iBook has frozen 4 times, with photoshop crashing 3 times. i switched to an iMac, which also crashed twice. in the past week, my iBook has crashed twice, frozen innumerably.

my PC? perfection.

another great reason to work at home. haha.


and right now it's 5:40 AM, i'll get to the MRT in time for a fairly empty trip and be home in time for breakfast.

bloody pitch.

this morning i had to proceed with the sad duty of telling my old teacher that i could no longer accept the position at pisay because they took so long processing my papers with no updates, and the last conversation with them regarding "technicalities" made me think they turned me down; meanwhile i had turned over to the dark side.

art director.

oh the pressure. anong alam ko sa pagdidirek, ha?

at wala pa rin akong kontrata. haha. magkano kaya ang suweldo ko. sana at least pang-coke sakto.

at least i have a nice new ibook assigned to me. and wifi. oooh.

but now my brain is fried after thinking up storylines for two days. oh ate vi. if you weren't so nice, i'd hate you now. buti na lang, i love you lucky.

next year, when i hit the big THREE OH, i want to have a McDonald's party. at 12 midnight (of the 21st) at PhilCoa. punta kayo.

what did i do today? i worked from 9am til 1pm, then i went to the bank and withdrew nearly all of my money, went to UP and paid for the Mage's ballet classes, went with Rose to chocolate kiss, where there was A DAMN FLY IN MY EFFIN ICED TEA and they had the frickin NERVE to charge me for the replacement shake, so i am NEVER going back to chocolate kiss. interesting how NEVER and NERVE are anagrams.

anagrams of A DAMN FLY IN MY EFFIN ICED TEA

i had a pretty interesting phone call while at chocolate kiss that could CHANGE MY LIFE! haha. right.

also had a wake-up call, literally, at 5:30 this morning. someone is fixaaaaated, and it's not meeeee. thank you to everyone who texted and posted HBD. early bird winner is: Dennis who texted at 1 AM. special mention to my brother Rom who texted "happy birthay biatch." salami salami sa inyong lahat.yeahahahahaha!

right now i'm emailing clients. work work work. i emailed a creative director some studies yesterday and he said wow ambilis. now that i think about it, four colored/photochopped print studies that i had to brainstorm and design in two hours is not.that.bad. maybe i wanted to get the job THAT much.



all in all a pretty low-key day. bawi next year.

made a bunch of studies a coupla weeks ago in preparation for the exhibit with rommel et al.

click the thumbnail to show the entire thing (pops up a new window):


comments please.

( I was talking to the Mage of Ineffable Wisdom last week, who told me I should stop talking to you. )

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Kutch and I had dinner at Kung Food last week. The food was okay; I was far more interested in the store's design. Nice and clean. Layout of the tables is a little cramped though.

Anyhow, Kutch told me I had to stop fixating on D and maybe start fixating on this other guy. Haha. That would be far more mind-numbingly extremely-fucked-up stupider than stupid.

Tempting. But no.

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I wanna go out dancing on saturday because dammit it's ma burfday and i wanna be in the club, bottle full of bub. Unfortunately my regular bodyguard/bouncer will be at his kendo class. :( Kung walang magvolunteer isa isa ko kayong itetext, hala.

talaga ha? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

sigh.

life is good, life is good. life is good, life is good.

have to keep telling myself that. lather, rinse, repeat.

i'm sure they'll choose the prettier girl. *sigh*

i got my psych exam results: it says i show an unbelievable amount of restraint. haha! HR kept asking me if i was shy. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!