Shit happens. Shit hits the fan. Shit gets stuck to your shoe and makes a bad smell. It’s how you deal with it that counts. Do you clean your shoe or blame the pavement? Do you shoot the dog or insist the owner gets training?
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Oh, Man! It can be so tempting to fight back in these dark days just before the solstice.
All I kept thinking was “the darkest hour is just before the dawn”. Errr… which is the hour when I’m writing this comment, funnily enough
December 21st, 2007 at 7:07 am
Been so busy with work and holidays that I just caught up on Flat 34 tonight. That sucks but hopefully it won’t disrupt your films. Hang in there, success is measured in time and it’ll come together for you. Pain in the ass but wtf, could always be worse. Happy New Year!
December 31st, 2007 at 4:11 am