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necesito Asistente de Diseño:

Estudiante o graduado
Photoshop
Illustrator
Flash

deseable:
PHP

Medio tiempo: horario flexible 5 horas de trabajo al dia en oficina (no desde casa)


salario: Q2,000/mes


enviar nota o email a portafolio mokiok@gmail.com

Necesito diseñador web

Flash,Photoshop,PHP,Actionscript
9 a 5 lunes a viernes
salario minimo
3 meses de prueba

deseable: (no indispensable)
illustrator
In-design
conocimientos de cms (joomla)

mandarme una nota con link a portafolio
o a mail mokiok@gmail.com

Hoy me acorde del pasado
y encendi una candela
para que respire el aire que deja sombras.

Like the leopard on Hemingway's Kilimanjaro that was found dead somewhere close to the summit, everybody asked how the hell did it get there.

sometimes I ask myself the same question... COÑO!

Two pack a day beer drinking beef eating jeans and t-shirt only asshole, now that it all seems to be out of fashion.

Can't really relate to the happy go lucky save the world, save the bees and save the flees vegetarian outlook on life. The Dalai Lama saying that we are all part of a greater good.

Shoulder deep in marketing and advertising that now everything just seems deformed and ugly.

Also knowing human nature at its core where the bottom line is feeding the pleasure center in the reptilian area of your brain and giving in to its impulses (aka not giving a fuck about anything but yourself).

As a true believer in entropy now, the only issue I find with it is that in order to believe that every contained system is breaking down and going into chaos you would have to accept that in some point it was perfect or at least acceptable, the only thing is that I don't feel that we had that much to start with anyway.

Walking on a razor's edge
So hard for me to find my way home
How could it have come to this
So hard to pick the right from the wrong

I can't try to hide behind myself anymore
I can't try to reason with the pain and misfortune
So i will grab hold to forever
And walk right through this open door

Walking on this lonely road
The heartbreaking pain at my side
Without two arms to hold me
Nothing but the chain of goodbyes

I can't try to hide behind myself anymore
I can't try to reason with the pain and torture
So i will grab hold to forever
And walk right through this open door