Most of this week I've been sitting in offices curdling ideas... clients are so careless with my little babies, but at least I don't have a fat fucking Wop standing over me believing he has some useful input except sweat.

I'm suffering from nowhere to hide...the perils of working for yourself.

I wonder whether this is all worthwhile or should i return to corporate work and get thoroughly shafted again.

God I hate fucking kids... always have, even when i was one, especially when i was one...but they're getting worse...nasty little fuckers.