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Thursday, June 30, 2005
the beauty of the day
Sometimes I don't know how I do my work. More specifically, I don't even know how my work gets done. Sometimes I don't even know what my work is anymore. And moreover, I don't know if this kind of work is even legal. It surely violates some human rights laws at one point (or the other). There are days that are happily okay. There are days that just wallows in crap. The full of crap days are the days you'd just like to stuff down Clients' throats. And if Creatives become unreasonably difficult, their throats too.
A sample of a full of crap day:
After work, I pop the CSI Las Vegas Season 5 DVD collection. I swear, I know enough about forensics and trace evidence that I could get away with murder. Now that would be the most beautiful day. dezphaire strapped in @ 11:09 AM
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dang! it's definitely a CRAP DAY written all over the place.
eniweys, lemme know if you wanna meet up for coffee or something... or you just wanna be with someone makulit and madaldal... i'm just a text away.