:: Solicit ::
soundcheck : Afroman - Crazy Rap
I threw the letter today! (For those unfamiliar, that means handing in your resignation.)
What am I gonna do? For starters, take it easy and get some freelancing done. The money doesn't even cover half of what I was drawing, but hey it's all good until I can decide on when to settle on my offers.
You know you've reached a milestone in life when your mum tells you about how her colleagues, who also happen to be mothers of sons, discuss how to tell if your son's been boning a girl.
The more interesting quotes, made by sources unnamed, go something like:
"YOU JUST SEE THE BEDSHEET, CONFIRM ONE I TELL YOU!"
and
"AAAAIYOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH".
Interestingly enough though, my mum brought to the table something one of my favourite aunts (her ex-colleague, not a relative) said after she witnessed me take sips from a glass of Bacardi coke at age 10, and through teasing and other conversations.
"You better watch out - he starts young and breaks hearts."
Thanks for not telling me mum.
But yes, it's still strange to be able to talk about these things with your mum.
This is fucking hilarious and reminds me of the stupid diagrams that my brother and I used to draw and laugh at when we were younger:
I'm still very lost, like floating debris in space, but things are slowly coming back to me and I hope I'll be able to make more sense about these new feelings and new ideas.
In any case though, I don't need to go on about how much I absolutely miss the people I've met and how two months is too fucking long before I get to see them again.
In the meantime, I should be able to put those photos up on fbook over the weekend, since I'm collecting them on Friday!
_
spoken. at 11:08 PM
soundcheck : Afroman - Crazy Rap
I threw the letter today! (For those unfamiliar, that means handing in your resignation.)
What am I gonna do? For starters, take it easy and get some freelancing done. The money doesn't even cover half of what I was drawing, but hey it's all good until I can decide on when to settle on my offers.
You know you've reached a milestone in life when your mum tells you about how her colleagues, who also happen to be mothers of sons, discuss how to tell if your son's been boning a girl.
The more interesting quotes, made by sources unnamed, go something like:
"YOU JUST SEE THE BEDSHEET, CONFIRM ONE I TELL YOU!"
and
"AAAAIYOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH".
Interestingly enough though, my mum brought to the table something one of my favourite aunts (her ex-colleague, not a relative) said after she witnessed me take sips from a glass of Bacardi coke at age 10, and through teasing and other conversations.
"You better watch out - he starts young and breaks hearts."
Thanks for not telling me mum.
But yes, it's still strange to be able to talk about these things with your mum.
This is fucking hilarious and reminds me of the stupid diagrams that my brother and I used to draw and laugh at when we were younger:
I'm still very lost, like floating debris in space, but things are slowly coming back to me and I hope I'll be able to make more sense about these new feelings and new ideas.
In any case though, I don't need to go on about how much I absolutely miss the people I've met and how two months is too fucking long before I get to see them again.
In the meantime, I should be able to put those photos up on fbook over the weekend, since I'm collecting them on Friday!
_
spoken. at 11:08 PM
