| dubdobdee ( @ 2007-11-15 11:25:00 |
superspitious nvtj00b: updates
since THIS item proved my luck is turnin round i have
A: presented ep 1 of Lollard 2.0 w/o catastrophe (and w.pleasure)
B: attended first editorial meetin under new ed in fancy hoxton eaterie where management paid, at which i drank TOO MUCH WINE (cz i wz the one w.least responsibility) (haha also oldest), talked excitedly abt how brilliant magazines are, ditto the web, explained how no i never met met paul morley (not quite true but he won't recall), retold story of coverage of astronauts convention in groningen in 1990 (my fave bit of PROPAH journalism) and generally hugely enjoye watchin the eidtor and designer circlin round each other w/o givni ANYTHING away (includin like WHAT'S GNNA BE IN THE FKN NEXT ISSUE d00ds!?!)
C: anyway after when we were takin our leave, designer said goodbye civilly and professionally to publisher, guardedly to new editor, and then turned to me and all but winked, and sed under his breath "thx mate"! wtf!
D: no one in all my life has ever winked at me <--- not relevant to this post but a curious fact that needs turning into a poll shortly
E: before this fine luncheon meet, i had popped up to desinger's office where he works with not one but TWO other ppl i used to work with way back in the day and we had a nice cheerful reunion, "bad us for not keepin up" kind of chat, which (amusingy) then dried yup and we were all standin round with nuffink to say (ie presumably why we had not kept up = we like each other but the non-work chat does not flow)
anyway E. especially felt like the turnin of a circle in a nice way
oh also also: after lollards nice to meet up w.
marnameow and pete (lj name forgot, sorry) after ages of not seein
less nice sitting in stella-drenched trousis after i just dropped my pint from my nerveless fingahs for no reason except muscles downin tools suddenly :0
since THIS item proved my luck is turnin round i have
A: presented ep 1 of Lollard 2.0 w/o catastrophe (and w.pleasure)
B: attended first editorial meetin under new ed in fancy hoxton eaterie where management paid, at which i drank TOO MUCH WINE (cz i wz the one w.least responsibility) (haha also oldest), talked excitedly abt how brilliant magazines are, ditto the web, explained how no i never met met paul morley (not quite true but he won't recall), retold story of coverage of astronauts convention in groningen in 1990 (my fave bit of PROPAH journalism) and generally hugely enjoye watchin the eidtor and designer circlin round each other w/o givni ANYTHING away (includin like WHAT'S GNNA BE IN THE FKN NEXT ISSUE d00ds!?!)
C: anyway after when we were takin our leave, designer said goodbye civilly and professionally to publisher, guardedly to new editor, and then turned to me and all but winked, and sed under his breath "thx mate"! wtf!
D: no one in all my life has ever winked at me <--- not relevant to this post but a curious fact that needs turning into a poll shortly
E: before this fine luncheon meet, i had popped up to desinger's office where he works with not one but TWO other ppl i used to work with way back in the day and we had a nice cheerful reunion, "bad us for not keepin up" kind of chat, which (amusingy) then dried yup and we were all standin round with nuffink to say (ie presumably why we had not kept up = we like each other but the non-work chat does not flow)
anyway E. especially felt like the turnin of a circle in a nice way
oh also also: after lollards nice to meet up w.
less nice sitting in stella-drenched trousis after i just dropped my pint from my nerveless fingahs for no reason except muscles downin tools suddenly :0