When I was young, I wanted to be famous (which to me meant people wanted to know what I had for breakfast). Now I'm older and not famous, but I have movie credits. So I'm going to pretend that people want to hear what I have to say. FYI: anything posted here is alleged unless I state otherwise (just a little cya).
Monday, February 19, 2007
Very Secure
The Costume Designer had to kick in the door to the gold room on Sunday because no one had bothered to give her a key.
And there is nothing in crafty for those of us working today except for the crap the extras wouldn't even eat.
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