God Damnit!
When I made my wild and angry declaration that I would run a marathon to show up media whores that I had never met before, I neglected the fact that it would fall on the first weekend of STIFF. And le Huffier wants me to be there. The plan is to glad hand as many people as possible with the hopes that if there is anybody with film money out there they'll remember us and give us some. I think that le Huffier is demanding my presence because of my guerilla networking tactics which have included jumping autograph lines to give copies of the film to Wil Wheaton and Jewel Staite, and handing out cards in a gay dance club.
So, unfortunately, I will not be able to follow through on my threat to run a marathon to show up Biggest Losers. Fate, you BITCH!
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So, unfortunately, I will not be able to follow through on my threat to run a marathon to show up Biggest Losers. Fate, you BITCH!
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