To the writer of "Hoofprints on the Ceiling". I know this snippet will appear, read silly girl read!
This is a weird thing to do. Dramatic, more than a bit pretentious, stupid really and a huge long shot but, well here it is. For some reason while skimming the glimpses and coming across your page something right off the bat, I don't know, just seemed real to me. Not three minutes ago I read what you wrote and I feel like I heard what you said. This has never happened before and I feel extremely weird writing this but what's the worst that could happen?
I'm not listing a resume here but just strangely enough I'm sitting next to a copy of Chuck P's "Diary", I'm a filmmaker and foreign film fan ("let the right one in" all the way), and for some inexplicable reason I want to know who the hell you are.
This is stupid, I know. There is absolutely no way I'll get a response from this, I'm not expecting one. I'm trying to write this as quick as I can to catch you and this is certainly not the letter I wanted to send but if I did and for whatever reason you want to contact a complete stranger because, I don't know, you just wanted to say hi, or at least want a story to tell about some internet psycho, well this is my email.
Michel.Monty@gmail.com
And although someone will probably use it to fill with gratuitous amounts of horse and midget porn by tomorrow (yes I'm talking to you brown-nosing, non-writer of Hoofprints on the Ceiling) maybe I might get to talk to you.
Michel
This is a weird thing to do. Dramatic, more than a bit pretentious, stupid really and a huge long shot but, well here it is. For some reason while skimming the glimpses and coming across your page something right off the bat, I don't know, just seemed real to me. Not three minutes ago I read what you wrote and I feel like I heard what you said. This has never happened before and I feel extremely weird writing this but what's the worst that could happen?
I'm not listing a resume here but just strangely enough I'm sitting next to a copy of Chuck P's "Diary", I'm a filmmaker and foreign film fan ("let the right one in" all the way), and for some inexplicable reason I want to know who the hell you are.
This is stupid, I know. There is absolutely no way I'll get a response from this, I'm not expecting one. I'm trying to write this as quick as I can to catch you and this is certainly not the letter I wanted to send but if I did and for whatever reason you want to contact a complete stranger because, I don't know, you just wanted to say hi, or at least want a story to tell about some internet psycho, well this is my email.
Michel.Monty@gmail.com
And although someone will probably use it to fill with gratuitous amounts of horse and midget porn by tomorrow (yes I'm talking to you brown-nosing, non-writer of Hoofprints on the Ceiling) maybe I might get to talk to you.
Michel
