In the Office

December 13th, 2007

Xmas lights Regent Street
Xmas lights Regent Street


Xmas lights Regent Street, they change colour depending on how many people walk around in the street

My office is deserted, I am the only person here guarding the phone, knowing that it won’t ring.

It is cold outside, and in the office, and I am freezing my fingers.

Beside me waits the “You’ve got Mail” DVD with came by mail today, I am tempted to actually stuff it in my laptop and go and watch it now, but I behave.

My iPod is plugged in and plays my newly created “Love Dan Actually” playlist which consists of the soundtracks of two films I have been talking about too much lately.

My christmas cards have not arrived yet, so I can’t start writing those either. My fingers are itching though.

I hope to have news on the “let’s make some short film in December” tonight, we have an initial meeting near Piccadilly and I think I will have a fair sense of the probability of this project after that.

But right now I am sitting alone in the office with a bag of Amaretti cookies.

So - what do you think is going to happen?


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    Robtheblob
    December 13th, 2007 at 17:12

    I think you will not be able to wait till Christmas to see the movies : )

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    kate
    December 13th, 2007 at 18:41

    Cookies!! Always cookies when they are there … hope you enjoyed!

    I hope your meeting goes great and you are able to make a film. It would be fun.

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    grigorisgirl
    December 13th, 2007 at 22:42

    Have just put your card in the envelope and addressed it so it will join the pile to post tomorrow!

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    Mark
    December 14th, 2007 at 06:46

    I think the cookies won’t survive the evening….

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    Anne
    December 14th, 2007 at 07:42

    Need you ask? ;-)

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    Pedro
    December 14th, 2007 at 11:25

    Just when you open the bag of Amaretti cookies, the phone rings. You answer it, but instead of a voice you hear a strange yet familair jingling sound. A little bit annoyed you want to put down the horn and then he appears: The ghost of Christmas Past. It’s a man who looks like Bill N. but he’s carrying around stacks of paper. He puts them on your desk and the first page says: “Ingrid’s Short”.

    “…Ten Lords a-leaping”

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    Ingrid
    December 14th, 2007 at 15:37

    @robtheblob - I think you might have a point there ,,,

    @kate - the meeting went very well!! I think the film gets made.

    @grigorisgirl- Hurrah!

    @Mark - no they didn’t.

    @Anne - Well just for the sake of it.

    @Pedro - which Short is that? is he in it?

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