I know I know. The banner is skewed and the links and archives are way down below. I fucked up the code and now I have an ungodly mess in what is supposed to be a webpage. Then again, my knowledge of HTML was corrupted by the evils of photoshop and dreamweaver.
Another thing I gots to fix: my fucking cluelessness. Because of it, I got my ears pulled hard at work. Mostly because of other’s people’s fault, but ultimately it is the designer who pays the price, as always. I thought things couldn’t get any more fucked up (that day I had to put together the longest and most tedious of all weekly projects), yet they did .But not for me, HA!. It seems that my insufferable editor apparently made some wrong decisions along the way, and when his last project was published, let’s just say one of the company’s most important clients was left out, and their rage thundered throughout the whole place. Mr. Editor man got a beating so bad he must still be rubbing ointment on his swollen ass, but he asked for it. Part of me feels a bit sorry for him, but the other part of me, the one that is sick and tired of getting out of work 3 hours late because of his cluelessness and sloppy working habits, is like OOOOOOOH SHIT MUTHAFUCKA’ YOU’SE GOTZ 0WN3D B1AAAATCH!!!!
I shoudln’t gloat at other people’s misfortune, but I just hope this little "bitchslap" helps him be more disciplined, which in turn will help me finish our work on time.
Aaaand on local news, there’s this crap about the "dusts of Sahara" invading the island all throughout this week, making life hell for people with allergies and respiratory maladies (a.k.a. ME). It’s also recommended not to wash the car with a rough sponge, or the tiny bits of sand may scratch and dull the paintjob. Ugh. I guess it will be another week with a dirt brown car (it’s supposed to be black, ya know.)
I am also heavily involved in a flash-based project i’m developing aaaaaall by myself (well, let’s not forget the invaluable assistance of my sweety-dahling-kissy-kissy-poo-googly-moogly b/f), And it is consuming most of my nights when I get back home from work. I imagined it woudl be sooo much easier, but after spending about 3 nights in a row learning how NOT to do things by trial and error, you kinda get the feeling that things are not as simple as they seem. I am literally overwhelmed with things to do and things to add and spur-of-the-moment ideas, but so far I haven’t given up on seeing it up and running.
Of course, I’m not gonna tell you what it is until it sees the light of day, but I want it to be BIG. I have big plans for this baby, but judging by it’s complexity, it’s not going to pop outta my womb for quite a long time. I have to fraction my free time and I don’t plan to sacrifice my personal life for the sake of it, so I’ll just work on it bit by bit, who knows, maybe i’ll have it out before the year ends.
By the way, I don’t know why, but I’m getting into this classical choir thing, and I’m starting to enjoy listening to things like "Carmina Burana" or "Dies Irae" or basically anything with ominous choirs that sound like the world is ending and you’re listening to the angels of the apocalypse singing in unison. I guess my fucked up taste in music keeps evolving. (BTW if you know of any more songs like these, let me know ASAP!)
Whoops! Gotta go. There’s important people around so i gotta look busy. Toodles!

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