Once again whilst I have "thrown" myself into my work,wholesale changes have taken place here at home
Sometimes the timing of these events makes me wonder if they are somehow triggered by my absence.(No sooner do I turn my back then surely as a tranny is sped to the pavement by gravity,shit gets loose)In reality I know I am not at fault in anyway.I havent thrown any trannies out of open windows.I would have waited until smartt was passing by on the sidewalk below before flinging out the trash.
There is a kind of post-nuclear-winter-feel around here,all of the friends you love vanished into thin air and unfamiliar-mutant-troll-type figures scurrying in the shadows.
Before I go in search of survivors,I'd like to thank Amir,Gary and of course,Debbie of Wanted Angel Productions,for being the first to believe in me enough to send me out to make "my movie",as opposed to barely giving me enough money to shoot the milk-toast stuff that others think is a safe bet.....
jamesn?!.... simp! kyoto?! Can anybody hear me!?
Bornyo!!!! chickenmaster