Day 13

Who are these people posing existential problems to telemarketers?

Aaron?

Day 12

Fucken' scum, mate

Day 11

Today was disgusting.

Today I was disgusted with my self. But you get two for one!

That's a fantastic saving!

Day 10

PROMOTIONAL PLUG

So yeah I do other stuff. I'm making a cartoon, to be on youtube soon. Here's the facebook page.

Day 9

I used up all my scrap paper and they wouldn't give me any more, so I had to rip pages from my lead book. It's not like those pages would be used, anyway.

The shits are getting bigger.

Day 8

I'm running out of gas...

Day 7

"The whole fuckin' thing... the pressure's just too great.You're ab... you're absolu... they're too important. All of them. You go in the door. 'I got to close this fucker, or I don't eat lunch. Or I don't win the Cadillac...' we fuckin' work too hard."  Word.

Day 6

You thought I'd leaving you hanging on the telephone?

COMMENTS ARE NOW ENABLED!!1!

Some friends of mine have a blog. Well, lots of my friends have blogs. We're all very modern. Anyway, you should look at their blogs.

I'm following 2 and the other moved to wordpress so fuck 'em... or you can follow THIS

Day 5

Day 4

The longest day

Day 3

Day 2

If I don't get any leads I'm not going to win the cadillac.  A set of steak knives might be nice though.

Day 1

I started a job in a call centre this week. It wasn't by choice; centrelink don't agree that I should use my unemployment benefit as an artist's allowance so I'm lumped together with the proletariat. Anyway, I use my time wisely. Behold the fruits of my (reluctant) labour: