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February 05, 2006
Ah, yes. Sunday evening at home. Hanging out, watching Star Trek on mute, blogging. How good can life get? I've got two new gigs lined up. They'll be no big deal but both will pay pretty good. I had to dump a client on Dickie. The fucking idiot couldn't ever tell me what he wanted. He was so vague all the time. He kept saying shit like "flashy" and "stunning" and "totally unique". Okay, great. But what the fuck do you want? I showed him other jobs. I sampled for him. I had three fucking meetings with this jackass and he still can't tell me what he wants. He just throws adjectives at me. I'm done with him. Dickie can have him.