No, this post has nothing to do with a film which shall remain unnamed and in which grown men run around bald as eggs, but doused in baby oil and wearing what looks suspiciously like nappies. Oh yes, and apparently they’ve got great fun in killing each other off.
No, this post has absolutely NOTHING to do with said film. Instead it refers to bookmarks. 5000 bookmarks, that’s what the postman brought me yesterday. I was utterly thrilled, but also slightly intimidated by size and weight of the package. The bookmarks turned out fine, even though the picture on the front has turned out a bit darker than planned. And the poor girl’s skin got a slight greenish tinge, imo.
But still — very cool! And very good and fast service, too!