JUst got in from a great dinner at Buddakan. Great service great food. My friend J hooked me up. I was in a pissy mood today. There was this gig that I wanted and they flagged me. What pissed me off was that they approached for the job made me wait for over two months and then said I wasn't what they were looking for. Then why the fuck ask me. I was happy as a clam just freelancing. I like to keep my life stress free. But J thinks its a blessing in disguise. No sooner did she say that, I got a call from a prospect for a logo/identity and ad design. Is that eerie or what. I tell you shit llke that always happens with her. Her friend M thinks that "J" and I are each others doppleganger. I think she maybe right. I got home from the restaurant and had another procpect leave a message on my answering machine. Needless to say I'm drunk, full and brimming with promise. Tudo bem! Its all good! 