my boss is sitting at my computer (well her computer that i use in the office) making text changes to the layouts, giving me a much need chance to relax.
it’s strange after that primary bout of complete exhaustion this morning, i don’t feel any worse for wear and tonight looks like another long one, not as long as the last three, but i have to finish some other layouts to send to khazakstan.
i had so many things on my mind before i sat down here and prepared to post, but now my brain has kind of shut down, i just want to talk to vic until it’s time for me to go home.
i’ll be back later. no question about it, js is like crack, got to have it.
adeiu
and what the fuck am i doing in the office so early.
the answer is perfectly simple, the meaning is clear… just don’t disappear, don’t disappear (sorry the song just popped into my head unbidden…) i’m here to finish up the artwork for the campaign, i am flat on my face tired and if i’d stayed home i’d just stay in bed.
i’m waiting for the supermarket downstairs to get some fruit and some water. trying to see how long i can do this before having to resort to the liquid crack.
ok, time for me to do what i came to do
3:47 am. thursday morning (22 days and counting) i finally fucking finshed. now i’m so wired i can’t sleep. what’s interesting is that i haven’t had any caffine.
so everyone seems to have taken this quiz, so here’s my result:
bondage
What’s YOUR sexual fetish?
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(what i’d really like to have my mistress tie me to the bed and fuck me silly, although that would mean no sleep, but i would definitely love to be awake for those purpose)
i have a bunch of questionnaires that i’ve appropriated from a number of blogs, but i’m starting to feel that need for sleep.
so thank you and good night or good morning or even good afternoon depending on your location on the globe.
today, had he lived, george orwell would have been 100. in honour of this auspicious event, here a bunch of links culled from metafilter:
the two georges, orwell and bush
official website (i think)
general orwell resources
1984 online:
the book
the movie
the commercial
the reality?
and finally an infinite loop
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orwell, 1984, george orwell, big brother
i have gotten a chance to shit sideways all afternoon, my boss has been on me like a tick about the campaign in the office, meaning i haven’t gotten any pages done. i’m trying to get out of here at 4:30 on the dot to make my other meeting then head down to the guardian to at least drop of the first set of pages.
i really hope and get a whole night’s sleep tonight. back to the grind. ciao.
when you’re so tired you’re almost exuberant, because you’re just running on sheer adrenaline? that’s where i am now. but i know how exhausted i am, i left the page plan for the second set of pages, which in terms of sheet stupidity, is monumental.
what does this mean exactly? it means i haven’t been able to do jack shit about it all morning, so i’m heading home as soon as i’m assured that the first set of pages is safely emailed and then work balls to the wall on that and finishing up a campaign that needs to be proofed this afternoon to go out for prints tomorrow. all of this before my 3:30 meeting with a new client to win a contract to service their machines. i can only hope the rush holds.
ok, the file is sent, i’m off to save the world.
it’s 8am, i’ve had a total of 7 hours sleep over the last two day, today is going to be really pleasant at work. i can tell.
i’ve finished one of the supplements, i was starting to make stupid mistakes on the other when i called it a night. and with it due for midday today, i’m going to have to do some serious multi-tasking in the office today. this is all going to be worth it.
23 days. i can sleep sometime before vic gets here. although when we’re together, sleep seems like the last thing on our minds and we don’t miss it either.
got to get going. i’ll be back when i’m done.
i’m getting ready to build 28 pages for 2 newspaper supplements for tomorrow. i’m going to be up for a while. i figure if i get going now, i can get a second wind around midnight. i’ve got 8 hours of pop music cued up. this is going to be such fun.
in the mean time i’m going to post a bunch of links and although i was going save this for friday but you only live once, i’m sure i’ll find another five for friday. thank you eternalfool:
1. You have to engage in a dirty threesome with one celebrity of the same sex and one of the opposite sex. Choose your ideal peeps.
ewan mcgregor and angela bassett
2. What celebrity has popped up most frequently in your masturbation fantasies, past or present?
honestly none. i had to think about my first answer a really long time.
3. Would you fuck comedian Sarah Silverman?
yep
4. How about Jon Stewart?
oh hell yes
5. If you fucked a major celebrity (one night, no strings attached) and the Enquirer offered you $1,000,000 to supply some details of the tryst, would you do it
nope. not built that way.
whew, got that out of the way, now some news and entertainments:
this history of organised crime in nyc (really cool link for you crime buffs and vic if they ever do a city about ny), it’s really well designed too (i’m trolling for ideas for the site that i’m supposed to be working on…)
long bets is “an arena for competitve, accountable predictions” ie giving you an opportunity to put yout money where you mouth is.
an interesting catch-22 about google and it’s addition to our lexicon.
and it’s tuesday, so you know that means new dan savage at the village voice
moving quickly along, it’s almost an hour since i started this meaning i haven’t started work yet…
z list star (and i use the word star losely) blog (ok he uses a mac, running at least 10.2.5 and he’s using ichat a/v, so that will move him up the list to ‘j’ or something)
a useful roundup of links about the supreme court decision on library internet filtering
and we’re walking, and we’re walking, til we get to our final exhibit, your moment of zen
ok, all my text is here, no more posts til i’m done at least the first 8 pages. ciao.
i made the first offical step to vic’s visit, i submitted my leave form, my boss is trying to ignore me but i’ll quit if she doesn’t give me the time off. i doubt it will come to that. things seem to be coming together for the visit, there are two things that haven’t been confirmed, i don’t want to say anything yet for fear of jinxing it.
it’s started raining here and i’m dressed for dry weather, i really wasn’t thinking when i was getting dressed for work, i’d love to skip through the puddles on my way home, but the last thing i want to do is get sick now. no rain doesn’t get you sick but the germs that are likely to be in the puddle might well do the job.
i have all this work to do and i’m waiting for that one spark to ignite, it could also be the fact that i’m hungry, i budgeted for getting paid this afternoon, all major indicators are pointing to thursday, so i have to figure out how i’m going to manage til then.
vic sent me this link from alternet (much as we’d like to think differently race will factor in our relationship)
on a lighter note (unless you were a former employee) an album of failed dot-coms farewell pages
and nerve has started their 6th anniversary special issue, up today is their 10 best personal essays (the link is on the front page, do you want me to do everything for you?)
time for me to get back to work. ciao.
got this one from karen, thanks k:
What Finding Nemo Character are You?
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i owe, i owe, it’s off to work i go, i owe, i owe.
