:: Knives ::
soundcheck : Incubus - Punch-Drunk
...it's almost four in the morning.
Oh, but Sal! Isn't that a bad thing, seeing as how you're writing an entry two hours before you usually get up for work?
No, because today was my last day showing up for work at Mint (I don't work in a mint - that's just what we call my studio). I guess I was lucky enough to get an early release! Instinctively, I headed straight home to do things like:
On a more promising note, though; today was also a day of prospects. I don't profess to be the best writer around, but you know it's a very nice thing when you change your facebook status and immediately get two offers for freelance work.
The most interesting thing is, an old friend has professed his company's interest in hiring me as a travel writer. With effect from my upcoming month-long trip, I'll be paid for articles and selected photos!
I hope I'll still be able to get enough work as a Copywriter, but you really can't say no to having more avenues to fund your journeys.
Right before I woke up from a random dream of me trying to hire a bus somewhere in Laos, I started thinking about the journey, and how it'd be so difficult to tear myself from the people I'd be meeting. So I got up to try and shake the feeling off, right? And as if like a sign from above, I see this on my RSS:
Talk about a perfect set of guidelines to live by.
Oh, lastly - I realise there are a lot of people visiting and not leaving comments on the tagboard (or flooble or whatever the hell you call it these days). Hey, I mean, come on - how long does it take to leave a 'mmmm yeah, nice tits' or 'nah, could afford to be a little more firm'? Say something, plzthx.
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spoken. at 3:42 AM
soundcheck : Incubus - Punch-Drunk
...it's almost four in the morning.
Oh, but Sal! Isn't that a bad thing, seeing as how you're writing an entry two hours before you usually get up for work?
No, because today was my last day showing up for work at Mint (I don't work in a mint - that's just what we call my studio). I guess I was lucky enough to get an early release! Instinctively, I headed straight home to do things like:
- Take an unjustified and completely unnecessary nap
- Attempt to lotion my scabbing back myself
- Go halfway through a Rambo marathon and get bored just moments before the first movie ended.
On a more promising note, though; today was also a day of prospects. I don't profess to be the best writer around, but you know it's a very nice thing when you change your facebook status and immediately get two offers for freelance work.
The most interesting thing is, an old friend has professed his company's interest in hiring me as a travel writer. With effect from my upcoming month-long trip, I'll be paid for articles and selected photos!
I hope I'll still be able to get enough work as a Copywriter, but you really can't say no to having more avenues to fund your journeys.
Right before I woke up from a random dream of me trying to hire a bus somewhere in Laos, I started thinking about the journey, and how it'd be so difficult to tear myself from the people I'd be meeting. So I got up to try and shake the feeling off, right? And as if like a sign from above, I see this on my RSS:
Talk about a perfect set of guidelines to live by.
Oh, lastly - I realise there are a lot of people visiting and not leaving comments on the tagboard (or flooble or whatever the hell you call it these days). Hey, I mean, come on - how long does it take to leave a 'mmmm yeah, nice tits' or 'nah, could afford to be a little more firm'? Say something, plzthx.
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spoken. at 3:42 AM
