dedicated to the pursuit of inner peace through intellectual violence
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a mission, and for my sins, they gave me one.
Hi to all two or three of you who read this shitty little collection of mediocrity. It's Wednesday, it's sunny, the surf is horrible, the house is still a mess, and I've got a job. It ain't a good job. I don't really need the money. It's a fucking Mandy Moore video fer Chrissakes! The only reason I'm putting up with what is going to be amateur hour video making is that the DP is a good guy and I like working with him. Ho hum, go for lame. They're paying me cut rate and only a half day today and I have to basically teach myself how to use a high speed HD camera. The guy who'd normally handle all of the computer end of this process can't be bothered to show up. Cool, now I get to do two people's jobs for the price of half of one.