Forgive me SG for I have sinned; It has been fucking ages since my last journal update!
Even now I've got to keep this one short as I need to get my shit together, or at least sweep my shit into a pile so it looks together from a distance, ready for my birthday dinner tonight. Thanks to everyone who expressed their joy at me being one year closer to an early grave! Seriously though, I feel bad that I had seen balloons on my buddies list and never connected it to the whole birthday deal, so if I've missed anyone's please put it down to ignorance and not malice and laziness.
Before anyone offers to cut me in half and count the rings, I'm 34 and feeling decidedlyt middle aged. My GF bought me a Sony PSP and preordered a copy of GTA when it is finally released, so I rushed out and bought Akira this afternoon to keep me occupied until then. It's the dubbed version but it is still agreat film.
Appart from that I've been running around london in a limo doing a shoot for an american client; that's the sort of treatment I'm going to expect on every assignment now. You should have seen all the suited businessmen's faces as they stood there waiting for a taxi as my assistant and I looking like a couple of goth backpackers climb into a 130" Lincoln stretch! Actually I needed a big car a mate of mine called Neil Turner who works for the Times flogged me his Canon Pro Services camera bag. I've actually moved my entire office into it and I'm currently typing this e-mail from inside one of the lens holders.....It is fucking huoooooooage!
What else? Started writing a book; needless to say it isn't a comedy about cute kittens but a rather disturbing splatter fest that revolves around (you guessed it) a photographer. I've been talking about it for ages but actually bribed myself by purchasing a carbon fibre dunhill pen with which to make my notes. 380 later and I'm 15,000 words in, so something worked!
Gotta go, the fridge is calling, saying something about the beer liberation organisation!
Even now I've got to keep this one short as I need to get my shit together, or at least sweep my shit into a pile so it looks together from a distance, ready for my birthday dinner tonight. Thanks to everyone who expressed their joy at me being one year closer to an early grave! Seriously though, I feel bad that I had seen balloons on my buddies list and never connected it to the whole birthday deal, so if I've missed anyone's please put it down to ignorance and not malice and laziness.
Before anyone offers to cut me in half and count the rings, I'm 34 and feeling decidedlyt middle aged. My GF bought me a Sony PSP and preordered a copy of GTA when it is finally released, so I rushed out and bought Akira this afternoon to keep me occupied until then. It's the dubbed version but it is still agreat film.
Appart from that I've been running around london in a limo doing a shoot for an american client; that's the sort of treatment I'm going to expect on every assignment now. You should have seen all the suited businessmen's faces as they stood there waiting for a taxi as my assistant and I looking like a couple of goth backpackers climb into a 130" Lincoln stretch! Actually I needed a big car a mate of mine called Neil Turner who works for the Times flogged me his Canon Pro Services camera bag. I've actually moved my entire office into it and I'm currently typing this e-mail from inside one of the lens holders.....It is fucking huoooooooage!
What else? Started writing a book; needless to say it isn't a comedy about cute kittens but a rather disturbing splatter fest that revolves around (you guessed it) a photographer. I've been talking about it for ages but actually bribed myself by purchasing a carbon fibre dunhill pen with which to make my notes. 380 later and I'm 15,000 words in, so something worked!
Gotta go, the fridge is calling, saying something about the beer liberation organisation!
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ill be the 1st to purchase it when its published....
34 aint soo bad.. is it?