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11:32am

Should’ve been here earlier. It’s not like I had a late night. It’s just that I ended up staying in bed longer than usual.

Just wanted to warm up, write some things down, clear my head before getting down to work. (Or from the looks of things… lunch.)

So, how was your weekend?

Saturday night, we successfully staged Mark’s surprise birthday party at Area 51. (Organized and masterminded by Petite and Wowel.) Well, it wasn’t exactly like the surprise party in FREE ENTERPRISE, but he was surprised nonetheless. I just don't think Petite would have agreed to have a green-skinned-alien-slave-girl lap dance for her Markie. :)

From Area 51, I went to another party/dinner/get-together/reunion of the Globe `99 Team. (Sounds like a superhero group, huh?) They were the creative & accounts team that handled the Globe Handyphone account back in 1999, back when I started work in the agency. One of them is now a director of TV commercials. Two of them now work for the competition. One of them art directs the ads of Smart, while another works for Zed. Another one might end up working for Digitel. The rest have moved back to McCann. The only one’s left from that 1999 team are me and my boss.

By the time I got there, they were well on their way down memory lane, talking about those crazy days when the creative team consisted of only five people-- handling the entire Globe account. (We now have a dozen people in the group.) And I just smile and shake my head, amazed, at how we survived those times.


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