chetcampbell’s Neighborhood

I am upset right now. Because the bosses hired way too many girls, they decided to cut Habibi. Who am I going to talk to at work? i'm going to miss her. Really, really miss her.

I've become kind of friendly with one of the new girls. She is really, really, really fucking tall, with this beautiful gorgeous face. She's from Brazil, but she has a slight French accent when she speaks English because her mother's French. She used to be a model (she said she was "so skinny I looked sick, but this was the model style"), and that's how she was first brought to Japan. Then I guess she met a Japanese guy, fell in love, got married, and had a baby. I met her husband. He's short, kind of dorky looking, but seems very nice. I like her, even though she is so much taller than me, but to be honest, I just can't understand what she's saying a lot of the time because her accent is so thick and she jumbles up Japanese, English, then throws in some French and Spanish (or I guess Portuguese) words in there.

It's no surprise that NPig is grossing customers out and making enemies left and right. Because she's so pushy, she does have decent sales, but there are ways to make sales where you're losing customers for the club. If you're pushy, the customer won't keep coming back. If you fuck them, our club's reputation goes down and it ruins the emotional safety balance we have. You know the saying, "a hooker doesn't get paid for sex, she gets paid to leave afterwards." Same with us. Customers like that firm line where there's no commitment or responsibility.

So there's a doctor customer, and I'm not really sure what his deal is. He just likes to see different new girls and he never really has that much loyalty to one. Which is kind of nice I guess, less pressure and stuff.

For whatever reason, he used to request the NPig all the time. But she's so trashy and gross and ugly. So since this new Brazilian girl started last week, he's been requesting her. Because why wouldn't you? She's beautiful, sweet, and just a ray of sunshine. Meanwhile NPig is puffy, fat, gross, and smelly. No competition really.

Oh my goodness, NPigF got so angry. She accused the Brazilian girl of "stealing" her customer. She told the doctor not to request the Brazilian girl. Which is very inappropriate, customers don't need to be dealing with that BS. But everything she does is inappropriate.

Then last night, the doctor came in... and requested ME. After an hour or two, he additionally requested the Brazilian girl. NPig had no customers and got sent home early.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA in your face!

 

 

These are my entries for this Christmas e-card competition. If you like my drawings please, please vote for me. Thank you!

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My last project at uni was to create book covers for Alice in Wonderland (Lewis Carroll) and Perfume (Patrick Suskind) for the 2009 Penguin Design Award. Two book covers in two weeks is a lot of work but I got it done, albeit with some blood (got to watch those craft knives) and tears.

 

Here's my final cover for Alice, which my second and third year tutor selected as one of their two favourites out of the year (who knows why).

 

Here's a discarded idea for Alice that had quite liked.

This is probably only going to amuse the three people who can read Japanese that read this blog, but I just found this on youtube. The Chain, with hilarious Japanese subtitles.

I just think it's funny and kind of wrong to have lyrics up when you're watching a musical performance anyway. Subtitled lyrics, even funnier.

Last night, while eating Habibi's cooking, she recounted the following adventure she had when buying mushrooms for this dish she made.

I bought this same mushroom, one very, very cheap from Don Quijote, the other expensive from this market here. I thought, "why one cheap, one expensive?" then I came home I opened the package, one mushroom looks like this (she sits up straight and makes a big happy smiling face) the other one look like this (scrunches up her face and slouches over)."

I couldn't stop laughing. I've never seen a smiling mushroom. Except on Super Mario.
I finally took back some of the dresses NPF returned to me (well, left in a corner on the floor for me to take home without ever saying a word of thank you or even telling me she brought them back for me). Oh my GOD, they smelled bad. So, so, bad.

Last night Electra said,

"I suntanned this morning."

By the way, it's winter here in Tokyo. I asked her what the hell she was talking about, it's freezing ass cold every morning, I know because I have to go out in it to catch the train for work. She said "no, it was warm around 11:00." Obviously our ideas of what "morning" is differ.

"You know we don't get sun, so it's good for us to sit out in it whenever we can."

I thought, you know what, she's right. So I sat out on my balcony just now. It was nice and sunny, if a little cold. Except I kept feeling like the people in the apartment across the way were staring at me. The building has reflective windows so who knows what's going on inside.

Then Baldy called me, and we're doing our regular Saturday routine of meeting up at the Starbucks and talking shit until one of us has to do something.

Seeya.