So got back to work this morning... After a few days off after making long to-do lists for the guys. Piles were still there. Hair on head remains. Mostly because the day was survived by thoughts of keyboards (how sad is that?), hand cuffs in the mail, and that idea of Steven Spielberg being rejected from USC.
Because, really, that makes anybody feel just a little bit better.
And about the ignorance, yes Camilla. it. is. too. late.
On the other hand, think about how much fun it is to actually know these things, i.e. you can actually realize some fraction of all the reasons out there to panic and grow overly depressed, addicted to chocolate, and kill printers?
Oh and another thing... For info on how to... save... some of the printers in the world from assistant rage black outs, check out 'Hollywood assistant's handbook, 86 rulesfor aspiring power players' by Hillary Stamm and Peter Nowalk. It's hilarious, sarcastic, packed with great feel good and hysteric material, and lists... Because who can resist lists? It also confirms Tarantino's thoughts of 'Blockbuster is my university.' Amen darling, amen...
kisses and such
Peaches ;)
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