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The Life of a Pingo ...
Most of the time, I try to keep the vibe of this blog positive. But today, is a Monday. I'll make an exception. I'll write about what a shitty day I had.
10am or so. I woke up. I slept at 2am last night because I went to watch "The Chronicles of Riddick" with Slims. It was'nt a bad show except for the part where Vin Diesel and all the other characters were out in 700 degree fahrenheit weather (thanks to the weird fuckedupness of a planet named Crematoria, which has 3 suns) and were'nt breaking a sweat at all. How accurate and realistic. Anyway, it was a good movie because the spaceships and CG settings were designed very beautifully, etc.
Back to my description of the day. I promised myself to get some work done in the morning (web design work), but I spent the first 2 hours of the day walking around zombie like in the house, occasionally chatting on MSN.
Then I speak with my Dad at lunch about my future plans. This gets interrupted by about 5 billion zillion trillion gazillion phonecalls from clients and stuff.
Later on in the afternoon, I actually managed to get *some* work done. I was having fun doing my own comp stuff and chatting with "THE goddess" ... until another round of phone calls come in (web design client enquiries etc etc). It does'nt help that one of them was on the phone with me for over 45 mins, rambling and speaking really fast and jumping from one point to another, not finishing his previous point. He sounded like was wired on 30,000 cups of arabian high-caffeine espresso, mainlined into his blood stream. I did'nt understand a singlefuckingthing he said.
So I actually start getting freaked out by this dude. I'm practically freaking-out in my room pacing back and forth. Oh, did I mention that the weather was piss ass hot? It must have been like 35 degrees celsius or something. So ... this continued until dinner time. I ate helluvalotafood. On purpose, so that I'd feel somewhat sedated later on. (seems to be working)
Well, then I decide, at 10pm to call it a night. I go to bed. 5 FUCKING MINUTES later, a client calls. HE WANTS SOME FUCKING THING CHANGED !!! I wanna sleep with the feeling that I've done my work for today and I deserve a good rest, but now this dude calls me at sleeping time and SO, I got up and photoshopped the hell out of a JPG. OK, DONE.
SO Now, it's 11pm. The plan is to sleep till 12 in the afternoon tomorrow. I need to recharge my braincells and re-plenish my neurotransmitters ... So, No One is allowed to call my phone after 11pm, except close female friends, female secret admirers, exclusive pingo fan club members, beautiful princesses, and cute goddesses of beautiful faraway lands...
*sleep* =)
// posted by Pingo on Monday, June 21, 2004
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My name is Pingo.
Photography, drawing and creating art are some of my hobbies.
Thank you for visiting my blog in advance and please email me if you like my art or want to collaborate. :)
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quotable quotes :
"Not all that glitters is gold... not all who wander are lost..." - JRR Tolkien
"I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life... To put to rout all that was not life; And not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived." - from the movie Dead Poets Society
"Whatever you ardently desire, Sincerely believe in, Vividly imagine, and Enthusiastically act upon, Must inevitably come to pass." - Sybil Leek
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