Aug 28, 2007 00:08
The Guardian's coming over to TB HQ tomorrow to do a piece or some such shit. The fuck? Well cool or what?!
Pingu, I expect you to be on your best behaviour. Sit there and be quiet, yeah? Look busy and that. If they want to take pictures, don't do that kicked-puppy face.
Also, have you got the tramp racing stuff sorted? And can you find a clever way to get those monitors on the walls working? Also, spell check everything that needs to get printed, will you? Cheers.
And get that contract signed! Jesus, how many times do I need to tell you?
Dan, yeah?, got that text finished? Email me pronto. Cheers. Also, get those cough drops out your pocket: you're doing a reading on Saturday.
Jeez, how many more emails do I have to answer? Mentions here, interviews there, the world's gone Trashbat mad. I'm gonna sleep heavier than a child on laudanum on Sunday.