Today was my first day

Today was my first day as a Freelance Multimedia/Graphic Designer and I have to say it was a hell of a lot like my last day [Friday] being an employed Multimedia/Graphic Designer - except I didn't have to answer the phone so often - which I truly didn't mind so long as I *knew* I was sposed to answer the phone.

I need to make more of a point to get fresh air - that office gets so stuffy, I was exhausted by the time I got home. Auckland's humidity doesn't help, mind you. And, speaking of weather, it POURED this morning. Storm water drains fountaining water fit to lift their grates. The traffic was TERRIBLE. I ended up coming home and waiting until the rain and the madness stopped.

Mera reminded me of something that happened early Saturday morning that I'd misplaced in my brain. While we were waiting for our ride outside the Ferry Building at about 1:30am or so [just guessing] a guy ran across the moderately busy, if not fast moving, lanes of traffic - to completely misjudge the speed and distance of the Taxi that hit him. He went up onto the Taxi's bonnet slightly then fell heavily on one arm - made the sound of eggs breaking on concrete - then bounced off and continued running saying to us "it's all right it's all right it's just Jackass" and running away off down the road. I am picking he woke up somewhere on Saturday and wondered why he hurt so much.