Livin la vida snid is rather less snid filled. Second week at tb dubstep and its going rather spiffing. We peasants have been located in ghd village, with proper grown up desks and everything. Paul has set us reet good brief, back in the swing now and belted out some sweet ideas, with a dose of grim along the way. 'Skulkster' has now skulked past and on his 5th helping of cooked bread. I have never seen someone eat so much toast. bread head.
Being set a new brief today, just looked up at Jo, she is fly catching again, she caught me looking at her, followed by 'What?'and a snarl. Shes a treat. She cycled to work this morning, I cruised past her in my passion wagon (a 'vintage' corsa if you were wondering), gave her the courtesy of a holla, but the bitch blanked me.
Sik ass news alert. We are sticking around for a month, beats drinking vodka in bed, snuggled up and watching gossip girl. Well buzzing with that piece of news. Haway, longer to annoy people into liking us has to be good. In the words of Jen Hudson '...you and you and you...your gonna love me...'.
Nuff updates for now pet.
I'm very busy and important.
Tuesday 31 March 2009
living in levenshulme ghetto, unemployed and skint. this is what we often refer to as 'the snid life'. for those of you who dont know, snid means snide, which means pretty god dam awful. The one thing that brings us together to make the snid life more bearable is crackin' open a few tinnys of strongbow in the evening and bitching about said snid life.
why are we living the snid life? why dont we get a 9 to 5 and live the good life? because in our quest to become creative advertising extraordinaires, its endless blood sweat and strongbow. knowing we will one day crack this industry, pulling our feet out of each others arses and gettin them in an ad agencys door.
this blog is to give an insight of our journey to getting that first job in advertising. Maybe giving you an idea of whether its worth rubbing shoulders with the crem de la crem of manchesters finest crak'eds at the job centre or avioding the kitchen after 3am as to avoid sydney hankering for scraps and willing to fight anyone who gets in his way.sydney is our gigantic rat.he isnt a pet, he was there first though, so to evict him would be extremely unfair.
why are we living the snid life? why dont we get a 9 to 5 and live the good life? because in our quest to become creative advertising extraordinaires, its endless blood sweat and strongbow. knowing we will one day crack this industry, pulling our feet out of each others arses and gettin them in an ad agencys door.
this blog is to give an insight of our journey to getting that first job in advertising. Maybe giving you an idea of whether its worth rubbing shoulders with the crem de la crem of manchesters finest crak'eds at the job centre or avioding the kitchen after 3am as to avoid sydney hankering for scraps and willing to fight anyone who gets in his way.sydney is our gigantic rat.he isnt a pet, he was there first though, so to evict him would be extremely unfair.
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