Saturday, March 19, 2005
good morning, goddammit
I am surrounded with a flurry of processed wood, typing miserably on my laptop and perched on Youjin's bed - accessoried with dark eye rings that'd trigger an earthquake beyond measure on the richter scale.
In front of me is my blue bermuda-clad eskimo-looking sub editor who could easily be mistaken for an escaped panda, my other Sadako-ripoff sub editor on a laptop and my two designers sleeping in almost-foetal position next to each other.
Yes, I have a dysfuntional team, yes, we're proofreading, and it's fucking 5am.
Good morning to you, too.
[And yes, I did meet Jon at the shoot. More about that when I'm properly rested.]
Screw the world, lah.
posted by Fuzzy @ 05:27
monologue.