Uit het maandarchief: juli 2004
June has come and almost gone, dominated by opposing feelings. Take work. My colleague Steve showed more anger than I dare to show, upon hearing (rather late) that I can’t stay. Man, he uttered, is that respect for all you’ve done? He knows I put part of my soul in my work, so he may [...]
Lees verder →Got me a sparking new hedgren rucksack today, after about 12 stores. These babies tend to last forever, so some consideration befor purchase is needed. Check out the “Extreme profile” model at Hedgren.
Lees verder →Dancing at her funeral
The girl who works at Club Geluk sat besides me briefly, as it was still early and the club was filling up slowly. Too slowly, I pointed out. She sighed. Yeah. Perhaps this concept is dead. The club, I mean. I knew she was right: this was not the first night [...]
Lees verder →Lovers scratch tatoos in the back of those they love. Each night they carve more detail in their work of art and love, for in the morning it will be gone.
Lees verder →Managers: terrified when there is nothing to manage. Strange breed.
Lees verder →Lilou, Christines cat, seems over her horny phase. I can actually enter the room without her sensitive nose picking up on my male hormones and going crazy, rolling over the ground staring at me, humping my leg, jumping on the keyboard over and over again as I write this. This is how people would woo [...]
Lees verder →The Eurosong Festival seems to have created enough New Famous Nobody’s to fill up all summer festivals. Who cares if even the best of these made second last in Istanbul? The new blood seems a little less resistant to appearing in nude magazines than the Old Elite, but that can only be applauded. Way to [...]
Lees verder →I finalized “Ring” this week, a 45-second 3D animation about… well… I have no idea. Check out the hot news item on the left, or in the Projects sections if you’re reading this way later.
Meanwhile I can’t deny feeling at least a little reluctant to go working on monday, having to see [...]
Lees verder →Christine Country
I know dear diary: I’ve been neglecting you. Then again, you’re only a collection of text files, and I’m a human expert at sharing time between work and fun. Oh baby, come on, don’t prowl like that, you’re a very sweet collection of text files, one of the most handsome ’round on [...]
Lees verder →Mobiele kiekjes
