Sick

Been sick as a donkey for the past two weeks. Not that donkeys are sick. But if they were, then I’d be as sick as them. There’s been a lot of coughing and sneezing and sniffling. So much so that I had a tension headache for five days straight and only regained the ability to think in the last half hour. And it gets worse. My AS decided to act up as well. Now it feels like there’s a razor blade in my left hip which, in turn, forces me to walk in a side-to-side waddle. A place in March of the Penguins II awaits.

My main peeve though is that this is all affecting my work. I spend hours on end staring at the screen or just trying to ignore the headache. And when I get up for a breath of fresh air somewhere, I’m forced to waddle around. Most irritating I can assure you.

But at least now the headache’s almost gone and the presentation for the pitch which I was fretting about is over. Hopefully, I’ll be able to rest up over the long weekend and get some energy back. Hopefully.

We have failed. Again.

Right, yes. This is rather belated. Anyway, Andy’s still happily single. There wasn’t even a whiff of romance, no spark of anything remotely chemical. Which means that eighty chicken wings and a hundred satay later, we’re all back at square one. Toughie.

Get Andy Hitched #6

I wrote about Phase 1 of operation Get Andy Hitched (or GAH) a whopping one and a half years ago. Since then we’ve had four other unsuccessful attempts including two trips to Kukup throughout which the bastard resolutely remained single. With some luck though, that’s about to change. The sixth instalment of GAH gets underway on Thursday night. This time we’ve gone full circle and planned another chalet for the asshole. As usual, Junwei, the resident pimp, has the girls lined up. I don’t know where he gets them from but I’m starting to think I should’ve become an auditor instead.

Anyway, the plan is foolproof or at least Andy-proof, we hope. After multiple planning sessions at HQ, otherwise known as A-star coffeeshop, we think we’ve got it cracked. What he needs is more chances to interact with the women. Hence, we’ve planned some telematch-like games which will, at least in theory, spark something. I, of course, will take no part in such nonsense which is why I’m slugging the PS2 along. While they frolick at Wild Wild Wet or wherever, I’ll be bashing my controller, and waiting for the inevitably bad news.

But I shouldn’t be pessimistic. After all, we’ve warned Andy that making a fool of himself isn’t necessarily a good thing. Once, in Kukup, we were forced to watch in horror for a whole fifteen minutes as he tried (in vain) to set off three firecrackers simultaneously. One of his potential mates turned to me and asked “is he always like this?” I couldn’t lie. “Unfortunately…” was the heavy-hearted reply for I knew that all was lost. Then there was the time at the last chalet where he tried (in vain, once again) to get a fire going. He did this while surrounded by five females, all of whom were egging him on but in a thoroughly motherly way. I had no choice but to drown my sorrows with other people’s Heinekens.

So there. This time, the warnings have been sternly issued and things are looking good. By Saturday afternoon, Andy should be married and expecting his first child. But, of course, we’ve also warned him against getting a model girlfriend. Because then, we’d have to kill him.

Two weeks in

Ah heck. Since I’m on blogger, I might as well post an update. It’s my second week at the new agency which I’ll call spice place. So far, things have been going great. It began with a baptism of fire though. On the Sunday night before I was due to start, my CD left me a message saying that he was in hospital. Then on Monday morning, after the usual introductions, I received the horrible news that there was gonna be a pitch and that I’d be the frog to hold the fort, copy-wise anyway. “Great,” I thought to myself, “My first day and already I’m gonna get fired.” But the guys turned out to be a cool bunch. Everyone chipped in with ideas and there was a whole lot more laughter than I ever heard at the previous place. In the end, I think we came up with two pretty decent concepts which, fingers crossed, will get us into the next round. Then maybe we’ll have an excuse to hop up to KL for some binging. Oh, and the presentation, of course.

I was really blown away by this guy’s portfolio. The design of the site is already amazing but the thought he gives to each and every item in his book is what really sets him apart from the rest. It was so inspiring that it almost became demoralising. So take a look and you’ll start to realise what it takes to be a true creative. I know I did. Which is why I'm gonna start taking cooking lessons.