Dude, degree.

Well it seems the inevitable has happened. I’ve stayed at skool long enough to get some of those weeny business card letters after my name. The semester finishes today, then 3 weeks for easter, then three weeks back for the degree show and all associated frivolity, and then its time to chill TF out.

London ist the plan for at least a month during the holidays. Genius boy and myself are doing work placements down there, he’s probably going with LFN* and i’m going to try and sleep with someone from Saatchi, or similar. Fingerses crossed. In between now and then I want to set up some kind of portfolio site that’s better than his, though :) Ahh, c’mon. How hard can it be?

Right. Now i’m going to the pub. Yes.

* Lambie-Fuckin’-nairn, baby. They make everything. Most BBC credits, three is a magic number, the new fiesta ad with the pinball machine, reuters, o2 to name but a few.