Nail the license key to the mast
Jun. 28th, 2006 01:02 amFrom a tattered diary page found floating on the mucilaginous ooze of the Salton Sea, June 28 2006:
Day 3 of the Windows XP install. Aft #3 torpedo tube is flooded. Captain refusing to leave his quarters. Lt. Zip has not returned from installing the Com+ Deep Fryer and Full-Service Hapax Legomenon (Disabled) (Automatic) (Brazilian). I know that I shall never see my true love or my dear parents again. A watery grave awaits.
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Date: 2006-06-28 08:17 am (UTC)~M~
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Date: 2006-06-28 08:26 am (UTC)I know I haven't got much time left. I'm writing to you with my last ounce of strength and I couldn't bare to leave this world without letting you know what has transpired over what will be the last hours of my life.
The video for the spa jet company has had me by the throat. The audio supplied by the client has lead me down a path that I hadn't anticipated; filled with jittery camera movement and sloppy choreography. Any attempt to make it interesting has brought me to this horrible failure. Even depth of field tricks, of which you are so fond, lend nothing to the project. Like ketchup on cow-pies.
Now I realize that my lighting is all wrong. All wrong...
Time is running out, my love, the deadline is at my ankles.
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Date: 2006-06-28 08:32 am (UTC)[GRAINY SEPIA-TONE PHOTOS]
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Date: 2006-06-28 08:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-29 07:57 pm (UTC)Josh.
mucilage fills my psyche
Date: 2006-06-28 11:46 am (UTC)At this rate, my brain will be filled with so many new words that I won't be able to remember the dialog from every Monty Python show.
Damn you, sir!
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Date: 2006-06-28 06:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-06-28 06:29 pm (UTC)