pass me the headphones please (and a barf bag)

Things are absolutely manic at work, we are trying to figure out a way to handle all the projects going through while all my line managers are on holiday (and so am I in a weeks time) wooop wooop. This usually means that I don't leave the office until at least 8pm. 

One of our clients was in our office and he had comps to the premier of Cloverfield. Wow. The theatre stereo was really really loud and at half the time I sat with my fingers in my ears. I love all the conversations afterwards, the comparisons and the search for the metaphorical meanings in the movie. wow its a 9/11 comparison. wow its this and that. simply, its a mix of blair witch and Godzilla. Yes you can link it back to social commentary. But coming from creators of Lost (and that clearly had no point) I think they just went, hmmmm i'm super successful, I have this huge post fx budget, I can do whatever the hel I want... Hmmm I am a boy and I like monsters. Yes a movie about a monster. I can just see this happening in their minds while they sip on their lattes.

On a lesser monster note, its about to snow. Or rather spit with horrid, putrid wet stuff while howling with wind. 

I'm off to watch Hero's. Woop wooop. and its Friday tomorrow. WOOOOP!