Monday, 6 June 2011

In space.



I smell like strawberries.

Likes: When directors are more like the people being directors than the skeleton of a workplace role with no space for human content.
Dislikes: Now compare to other manager who's currently reading some devilish book called "How to influence people" or something like that. & who has an obsessive need to 'show you who's boss', and tell you that more makeup=good. 

Last few days I feel very detached. I'm learning a lot more about Camus's philosophy/the human memory than I am about shit that I'm supposed to need soon. Hey stats, screw you, I'm going to borrow my last 9 days on earth to become a trained astronaut and shoot up into space. Good luck haunting me with my failure to comprehend numbers when I make friends with the aliens who dance in metallic costumes and eat moon cakes. Excitement.

TO THE BLOGOSPHERE!
Okay. Happy glutinous rice ball day, may your clogged intestines bring you prosperity & joy!


1 comment:

  1. I wanted to see what would happen if I clicked +1 :) I just didn't want anyone clicking before me .....

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