Archive for October, 2010

ad hoc

winning an account is a tough job, especially when the previous agency has a giantdeathgrip on it. so we hock ourselves little by little, hoping that with each tease and show of skills, the account would fall into our lap.

they grovel in hopes the account will stay in their hands, like discarded spouses. we play ourselves with our best bits on show, like prospective mistresses.

strung along.

little by little we sell what’s left of ourselves that is not on display.

ad hoc.

that’s what prostitutes do after all.



she said: boy made girl feel good

-third eye blind: deep inside of you-

the waiting game

it’s been more than a week. how long does it take for clients to get back to you whether you got their account or not?

tick tick tick tick…

thank you corporate asshats for making us wait for that bone to be dropped. well i guess it’s time for the bosses to whip out the booze and hookers for a little bait and hook session then?

Run for the hills, pick up your feet and lets go.
We did our jobs, pick up speed now lets move.
The trees cant grow without the sun in their eyes.
And we can’t live if we’re too afraid to die.

Hold on tight, yes hold on tight you’re too slow.
Fire at the breeze that blows these thoughts through our mind.
Hire only thieves to steal the thoughts from our heads.

-the black angels: young men dead-


just got back from a break to miri on the weekend for an engagement dinner.

nothing much to say really.

a simple dinner in a quaint little sea side town.




congratulations brian and doria. wishing you both all the best, always…

the rube goldberg machine syndrome

for work.

for life.

why do people always take complex paths and choices, making indirect and often convoluted ways to perform simple tasks?

your rocky spine

Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you’re mine

-great lake swimmers: your rocky spine-


home to familiarity, for now.

i must be doing something wrong because they seem to want to send me over for two weeks burst and a weekend only rest back in kl stint until god knows when…

fucking great.

i seriously got to do crappier work and slack off more. hah.