(September 9th 2016)
So this week I haven't been thinking about the film shoot tomorrow and I most definitely haven't been thinking about every possibly thing that could and probably will go wrong.
In conclusion not once have I considered the possibility that despite trying to be sensible and organized everything could still fall through and all the time and more importantly money that we've put into this venture could go tits up. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go not worry about this spontaneous nose bleed and the fact that everything smells like toast.
That's probably just Milton.
Made by Sean
... and subsequently butchered by Me.