I’ve been sent information on a few film sites so far – please continue to send me more. In the meantime, here’s my spiralling list of wonder:
Important sites outside the UK include:
Newsflash: Whatever it was that Ev and Matt were talking about looks to be some kind of Blogger-based directory system – perhaps like the slow, but useful weblogs.com – for more information, read the post on Blogger.
Appeal for help: I need a list of the very best UK and London based and/or orientated film websites as soon as is humanly possible. E-mail me!
I’d just like to say hello to Ralph. Yes, Ralph, it’s quite good. If you keep working on it, you might have something worth reading one day!
I applied for some freelance work a few days back on the basis that it would be a convenient way to earn some money while looking for work and / or writing some freelance journalism. The job I applied for was supposed to be three or four weeks, three or four days a week. I thought it would be a terribly convenient activity – not requiring too much intellectual or time commitment, and getting me over a difficult working period. I would still, in other words, have time for interviews, writing and preparing myself for whatever the job-to-come would be. However, now they want me to learn JSP, work five days a week for four weeks and organise myself as a ‘sole trader’ through a consultation with an accountant. Suddenly the whole prospect seems considerably less appealing. I don’t know what to do.
Evidence for the debauchery of the latest blog meet courtesy of Nick Jordan’s Gallery. Filling in for Meg‘s crushing inadequacy as a photographer (being outside London is not a suitable excuse), he snapped all of us looking at our absolute best. My mood of the day is best represented by these few gorgeous picture: .Be warned, I have slept little and am fractious, You are all my bitches and Thank God, he’s finally put that camera down … oh JEEZ!
The Stalker: [Game One] I will be at Farringdon tube at 1pm today. A prize to anyone who manages to take a picture of me without my knowledge.
In the 36 hours since the Barbelith Underground relaunched, the upgraded site informs me that it has generated around 20,000 page impressions. I had no idea.
Another unprompted e-mail arrives from Big. I’m completely fascinated by what might be going on in his head. On a related note I have decided that I don’t seem to have any healthy relationships with men which might develop into anything more interesting or long-term. I realised this was getting serious when I was resizing images of people who work at CABE, stumbled upon a picture of a fairly foxy bloke, and started wandering off into the furthest corners of my mind. [Anyone from CABE out there?] Anyway – it’s all come together to present only one solution to my current dilemma. I’m putting out an appeal to the world: Find me a boyfriend.
