Look back composed

Half out of anger tonight I said, “I don’t care if we lose our US$54,000 deposit, I’d rather sit here and draw.”

Later, I looked back and meant it.

The carnal carnival

Tonight me and Pudding (aka “Baby”) went on HK Artwalk. This is an annual event when the local galleries stay open till midnight and offer food by local restaurants. It is traditionally held on March 7th (Wrong design’s birthday) and is traditionally full of art fags. This year they changed to March 11th and it was full of rich French. It is also the first time I have actually paid for a ticket. Me and Baby committed the cardinal sin – we paced ourselves. Stupid, stupid patrons. Free food and wine from 5pm-midnight should = sensual oblivion.
Whenever I get home from looking at “art” I am full of sperm and inspiration.

Boo-hoo

I hate to sound like an 80’s over-size-print T-shirt, but any company that has US$62 billion to lose in one quarter, in a world where there are millions of people who will never spend one day with enough to eat in their lifetime, can go fuck themselves. I’m a selfish, self-absorbed, and fundamentally careless and reckless individual, but even to me this is indecent in the worse sense of the word.