It is possible to get a cold in Los Angeles. I got one. Right here. Right now. I have had it for several days now. It was so bad today that I did not manage to go to the office. I am just resting. That's my job today. Resting.
One day I am going to return to these entries and think of myself as a whiny boy who cried wolf. Here the stomach hurts, now I got a cold. Seriously. I should just get up and get out and just get on with the things that need to get done. There is plenty of them. Damn it.
But I can't. I am a weakling. Now somehow more than ever. It might be the many things that we have to juggle these days. How one day swallows the next and then just quickly get devoured by the next day.
Los Angeles was a lot of fun. It was a focussed time, but also a really good time. We shot in various weather conditions (hence the cold,) and we shot in different locations (hence the cold.)
It is great to shoot with people who know their business incredibly well and then be able to actually have a good conversation with them. We all want to do good things. We should all just assume that sometimes. (It does work well sometimes. It really does.)
I should not be posting while slightly delirious. I should crawl back under covers and just feel sorry for myself. Not openly. Not here. This is not the place.
I just had not written anything for such a long time. I was worried the google-bot would start missing me. Oh, the good old google bot. Looking out for me, taking a fresh look at the site every now and then.
Oh, google.
Why would you let eBay advertise the sale of humans? Isn't sale of humans illegal? And why am I an "it?" I am feeling sick. But I am not quite dead yet. oh dear.
