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Monday, May 10, 2004 | |
Heart gym-nastics
Every Saturday, I drag myself to the gym. It's the one good thing I do to my body, after heaps of abuse throughout the last 5 days - sleep deprivation, mugs of caffeine and couch potato-ing. Then again, shouldn't running, pumping and cycling like a Royal London Circus acrobat for 2 hours be classified as abuse too? Anyhoo, while I was huffing on the treadmill with no interesting body to look at, a certain article I read months ago came back to me. A researcher's scientific justification for men's favourite pastime goes something like this (and I paraphrase): It is good for men to stare at women's breasts for, say, 10 minutes a day. It seems that it quickens a man's heart rate, blah, blah, blah, and without even getting out of his chair, his heart gets a mild form of workout. And the reward for his vigorous eye workout is an extension of his life expectancy for, like, another 10 years. Heck, he could probably live forever if not for the dimming of his eyes. That explains why a lot of men go to the gym, then mill around the cafe section, drinking 100+ with a slightly faraway look in their eyes. I wonder whether the theory works for women. Hmm... | |
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A neurotic, nail biting, slightly schizo, caffeine crazed copywriter who doesn't know better than waste her life in the pursuit of the golden pencil a.k.a The One Show.
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I realised that it is increasingly difficult for you to identify who's who in this blog. So here's a
rundown. Will try to categorise entries to names but that will take some time, cause I still haven't
figured out how to do it. In the agency Big Billy - Boss, my Creative Director Donna - beautiful bimbo Account Executive Heng - the art director I used to work with Hoe, Mr - my favourite client Jenna - the art director I'm working with now Susan - street smart Group Account Director Tina - my Traffic Manager Tomas - fellow copywriter, confidante Beyond the agency June & Mila - my best gal pals Matt - the guy dating me Minnie & Moe - my guppies Trish - the friend who set me up with Matt *all names have been changed. |
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I'll paste work here periodically. But none of them will be real client work - just my own initiates and doodling.
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awesome ad of the week |
G-Day Coffee TVC. Scene opens on guy trying to slide down a dry water slide. He gets stuck. He finally manages to squeak all the way down. TVC ends with him savouring a mug of G-Day coffee and the tag "Save water for G-Day coffee". A bit unreal but I love the humour. And the talent, the Each Other actor (I forgot his name), is super. He makes it work. |
wished i wrote that |
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