Mar 23, 2007 11:29
Tada! Take that, Ulysses!
(Guys, don't tell Ulysses I was talking shit behind its back, cause secretly I'm afraid of it cause secretly it'd beat my ass any day in a fight.)
2 quarters down. 2 quarters down.
We made a film to mild acclaim. We didn't sleep much or eat much and our various systems started to go into hibernation. Then we slept for a day and started to come back to life.
And now, we're all ready for the next big thing!
What is it? What is it?
We're waiting and writing crazy-type notes to self and drawing pictures and having conversations with ourself and reading crazy philosophers and waiting for it to get borned.
What is it?
What is it?