in which i drop some type of fuck word thirteen times in eight minutes, i think.
Holy moly, yo. I had no idea of the rate at which I spit out cuss words. Apologies! Maybe I should, um, calm down on that. Also, I’m just one mumbling, rollercoaster-voiced mess in this thing. If anyone needs me to type up a transcript (because my one reader cares this much), just let me [...]
in which i heard you like dreams, so i put some dreams in your dreams, so now you can dream while you dream.
who am i crushing on this week! (artist’s rendering) Name: Christopher Jonathan James Nolan’s brain Occupation: Master of writer/director Christopher Nolan’s skull Status: Well, married to Christopher’s long-time producer, Emma Thomas’s brain, I suppose Most known for: thinking up and making movie-real a few of the most amazing pieces of film on planet fucking earth; [...]
in which i’m not sure the no-doz has quite worn off.
I’ve only gone to bed about five hours ago, but I’ve now been awake two-ish hours. I ate some No-Doz last night (we all know what this does to me) for a midnight screening of Inception. Um, I’m shit at reviews (obviously), so I’m not planning on running through scenes of the film and giving [...]
in which i’d totally call him “killy” in bed.
who am i crushing on this week! Name: Cillian Murphy Occupation: Film and theatre actor, Irishman Status: Married to visual artist (pft), Yvonne McGuinness, with whom he has two children (the sighest of sighs) Most known for: playing the villainous Scarecrow in Batman Begins (and for a second in The Dark Knight) and a creeper [...]
in which i can tell he doesn’t like me. it’s ’cause i’m little.
Happy birthday, Ringo.