Month: September 2002

moth­er­fuck­ing, god­damn sprin­klers. i was all set up for my test shoot, the light­ing was done, the tal­ent was arriv­ing momen­tar­i­ly and then guess what happens…the moth­er­fuck­ing, god­damn sprin­klers turn on! ergo, i rushed about mov­ing expen­sive cam­era equip­ment and lights around while jets of water squirt about me. shit like that always hap­pens on film shoots. remem­ber what i said about sprin­klers a while ago? fuck the absurd. god­damn exis­ten­tial­ists. they make me nau­seous.