Twentysomething

I called in sick today. In my banking days, no way, sick or no, I’d get my ass up and be there for 16 hours.

Thanks for your letter. I got it while I was on a call with a client and it really fucked my day up. Thanks for picking the perfect time to interject in my life.

Each day, I talk to women in marketing.  I grit my teeth before every call because I know how the call will be.

Where the day has gone the sun whimpers. Woa, I'm testing out this mobile blogging thing and it rocks.  How many drunken posts can I make... Hmm.

I’m starting this blog as a capture of my daily life, more than anything, it should show what I do as oppose to what I think, although I’m afraid that it will veer towards that, it’ll sink into the bog of vain introspection and exaggerated drama, psychological or otherwise.

Claudia and Jun met last week and already they're together.  Well, I'm glad that they went out yesterday cause I've been flaking out on Janice for the past month now.  I should be kinder.  And Jun is riotous always so perhaps she can pull