all begins with L

i am pro eventual honesty.

after a while, a barista position in an italian cafe in downtown toronto seems way more appealing than an account executive position with so & so boutique agency.

or “George restaurant is currently looking for Chef de Partie and a Sous Chef.”

why do i have a business degree again.

stumbling upon the most beautiful but demented creature on earth is quite a nerve wrecking experience.

recent days have been spent alternating between matters of the heart and that of the pocket.
between lust and loans, i chased luck in lure.
yesterday you were high, tomorrow you’ll be crying.
let there be no time to entertain the melancholic side of events.

how can i sleep when i am already living the dream.

then i woke up and reality confronts.
i am dragged back into life.

am making life decisions like a pendulum ball.

and i look up and see murphy decking his cards on me.

i just bungee jumped.

i’m staying.

:)

this whole hot and cold game, pfft. come on spring, cooperate.

moment of truth.

i stepped on the weighing scale today.

10 pounds worth of bread is embedded in me.

:(

friday 4pm

:]

Iran reminds me of selfish beauty. Untouched, untainted.

i miss you girls. more than ever. i do.

seriously..

I do miss having my men around me. And by that I mean the few who would walk into a club and have the crowd backing off from an appearing territory. Derived from the kind of comfort that has developed out of mutual trust, secrets and understanding.

Yesterday I saw a middle aged man dressed in polished black from top to toe attending to his five year old son, and I was fixated by the flair of his manhood.

I do like men, when they become men.

i have successfully carved out a life in front of a computer.

i feel like that two pin plug.

wrdsmth replied. call agency on tuesday to schedule for an interview.

one step closer. one step more.

this is possibly the most intimidating moment of my life. when i thought of relocating i never thought it would be a change of culture, language, food and everything else. and so the email read “given the location, Turkish is fairly important. let’s meet up to discuss possibilities”.

now it is time to progress from ‘biraz turkce konusuyorum’.

wish me luck.

i’m job hunting in istanbul. and i have three weeks to confirm lifeplan for the next 2 years. i so badly want to get into wordsmith.

it’s the bbh equivalent.

dear God, please let me score this time around.

saatchi can suck my balls. left leoburnett wordsmth ogilvy and lowe. and an opening in Kazakhistan, how fucking cool is that.

things to do before graduation:

a) clean up facebook profile
b) re evaluate bank account
c) wardrobe management
d) clean up facebook profile
e) clean up facebook profile