...and something really bad is about to happen.
i mean, i'm not a glass-half-full type, but i do have pretty rotten luck (getting stabbed by muggers with syringes, having gangsters come through my window and lead me round the building at gunpoint, never having any money, no luck with women, crippled parents, the list goes on) and have become accustomed to this, but since i moved house last, into a flat with an old friend, everything's gone into reverse. like, stupidly so.
- i'm curating my and my friend's monthly Escape night next month, and have managed to get someone on the bill, for free, who is really really cool. can't say who yet, but i'm sure many of you would agree.
- i've got to meet and interview two of my heroes in the past month or so, just by e-mailing them. one was Jonas Mekas, which if you're an underground film geek, is like meeting Lou Reed.
- i added Bardens Boudoir on myspace, and the next thing i know, they're messaging me to offer me a monthly film night (i didn't even ask or speak to them), which is something i've always, always wanted to do.
- my work told me this week, "hey, we're gonna send you to St. Petersburg next week, is that alright?" to meet a couple we (the company) might be making a documentary about and see if they're suitable, so basically, it's being taken round St. Petersburg for 4 days doing fun stuff.
this is all great, but it all seems a little effortless all of a sudden, after years of effort only reaping minor victories. is this the sort of thing that happens to normal people? how would you say your life's going at the minute, and does it scare or worry you?