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< noone ever said it would be this hard | posted at 9:09 pm on June 13, 2003 > options:
1. stick a note on his desk in the same corresponding desk space that says 'so is [infatuation]!' hmm, now what option to take? so tired, legs immobilised, no sleep... am being antisocial (ooh, didn't even rsvp to sam's invite - bad, bad, should msg and apologise!) to two goings out, one which would have been nice and peaky, another which would have been excruciating yet interesting. also could have attended any sydfilmfest gigs, still can, must go off and see films (haven't seen one, since, god knows; this is bad, must maintain cinematic knowledge otherwise how am i going to make it in the business!?!) sat in sun today and did barely any work - read marie claire and looked at the clothes - redesigned a media kit - ate chocolate - made another birthday card - discussed relative futures with the intern of the day... i've either gotten so much more efficient or i'm neglecting some area that i'll remember in two weeks and go 'oh, my, god, fuck' then get fired. a workmate on holiday rang today from bali, saying she was out of money and forgot her pin and that she'd probably stored it in her computer address book under 'citibank'. then she put me on the phone with her indonesian driver - which was all fun and 'selamat siang! apa kabar? bagus sekali! wah! i've forgotten so much indonesian! saya lupa! sampai jumpa!' speaking of which... good night loves. those last five |