June 2012
39 posts
Random meetings
It’s just so awesome when you bump into someone you haven’t seen for a while, especially when they’re a good friend and you get to catch up on all the goss you’ve missed. It’s even better when it happens with four different people in the space of two days! It makes you think about the fact that even with social media and so on, it’s easy to miss the little...
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“For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the...”
– Sam Levenson
Surely, there is a light at the end of this... →
anotherstick:
Brilliant. Please read:
wheelr:
For all the chaps who are so upset, furious, offended, affronted that people mocked the Catwoman #0 cover, I have a few words of counsel.
First, please understand that the critics are not complaining that the cover is “too sexy”. Perhaps someone somewhere has said that the cover is “too sexy”, but I can’t find that person, so it’s not a common...
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Funny time
Just had my first experience of a P52 writers’ meeting…it was interesting to say the least. So much fun though, and now my head is full of GoT parodies, will definitely have to stop myself giving away any spoilers before the big night! Ok, bedtime. Sweet dreams! :)
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New blog!
Sooo I’m going to be moving my reviews and things to a separate blog, just makes it easier to manage and that way you can see them all in one place without the clutter of the rest of my wackiness :P
Here’s the link! http://thebillyreview.tumblr.com/ Chuck me a follow if you’d like to know about all the great things (mostly comedy) happening in Sydney!
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This shit be cray...
Seriously, this is insane. In the space of like a week I’ve managed to score myself an awesome internship, a producing gig and a blogging gig (for September). I don’t even know how this happened, everything is falling into place!! Just gotta switch on Organised Em and give Procrastinator Em a rest for a looooong while…
Out to dinner with my family:
Waitress: Can I take your order?
Dad: I'm torn between the pasta and the grilled chicken
Me: Nothings fine, he's torn
Waitress: He's all out of faith, this is how he feels
Me: He's cold and ashamed lying naked on the floor
Waitress: Illusion never changed into something real
Me: He's wide awake and he can see the perfect sky is torn
Dad: *looks between waitress and me*
Waitress: ill get you free drinks just for that
Dad: what just happened
I only have one question...
why? Goddamn motherfucking why? Of all the people in the world, why?
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
