october the second , two thousand |
trainspotting redux |
| ive been freelancing
fer some time . slow , tedious , boring , its the nature of the ( web ) business beast .
not at all sexy and cool in black leather and shiny pvc . like " the matrix " . and thats what i got into all this stuff for ! great one liners + technology = sex ! ive sent out faxes advertising , and even spoken to some people about their new and exciting role in my income , er . . . internet . in reality , just a doing nothing , going nowhere existance . its quiet here , except for the constant rotation of john hughes and star wars movies . all the phone calls are wrong numbers . all the knocks on the door are really for someone upstairs . so , im just gonna wash some dishes , walk down to the chinese theater and make comments about them in my head . im starting to scare myself . hey , man . . . got some gear ? this portion of mishaco brought to you in part by cockeyed.com . art , design and subversion . ![]() |