Adrian Darmono

Lord Byng Secondary, Attended 1986 - 1989, Class of 1989

Of Thought? Just a wee bit to the left of mainstream.

Creative - Apparel

Y.E.O, Apathy International.

all applied arts, fashion design (lang, karan, sander, yamamoto, kokosalaki, owens, klein, rodriguez, antwerp six), body armor & weaponry (medieval and modern), contemporary architecture, good books, good conversations, entrepreneurship, gadgets, cinema!, espressos, culinaria, anything japanese, and canadian sarcasm.

tom wolfe, stiff: curious life of human cadavers, pat conroy, james frey, jared diamond's "guns, germs, and steel", phaidon, jon krakauer, thomas harris, tom peters, dalai lama, fast company, harvard business review, hemingway, fortune magazine, surface, nao hirosue, frederick forsythe. Yes, its testosterone-laden neanderthal literature. And lets not forget my diary.. the most sensational and outrageous book I have ever come across.

a clockwork orange, bladerunner, slingblade, crash, magnolia, sideways, glengarry glen ross, reservoir dogs, the fisher king, fearless, roger dodger, damage, spygames, goodfellas, shawshank redemption, scent of a woman, city of god, vanilla sky, gattaca.

nine inch nails, stars, hooverphonic, doves, the crystal method, coldplay, hans zimmer, devlins, johann sebastian bach, lamb, 8mm, radiohead, faithless, antonio vivaldi, cowboy junkies, tiesto, massive attack, indigo girls, peter gabriel, tori amos, harry gregson-williams, obscure canadian bands

CNN (clinically addicted to it), FTV (*work*), Discovery, Entourage, Travel n Adv, TechTV (geekchic), NatGeo, The West Wing (my idea of learning leadership).

Capricorn

Overweight,
balding,
massive ego,
cannot swim,
cannot whistle,
flunked highschool,
a sellout no-name designer,
socially outcast by former friends,
an irritating boss and ineffective leader,
consistently underestimated by peers,
embarrassingly socially inept,
the beta-male of the group,
an academic failure who never went to college,
typical shallow Javanese male,
a lifelong underachiever,
constantly out to prove something,
sarcastic and bitter to mask real insecurities,
owned a restaurant that died a slow and painful death,
neurotic with a pathological need for attention and approval,
once Bipolar but upgraded to Avoidant Personality Disorder,
terrified of commitment and intimacy in any shape and form,

And my cats refer to me as "that can-opener guy."

Abandon hope, all ye who enter. Abandon all hope.

My inner child. Gonna kick his butt.