Tuesday, February 06, 2007

I'm knackered and should go to bed, but for some reason recently I've refused to go to sleep. It's not quite insomnia, it's just a desire to stay awake and keep doing shit, no matter how banal it is. I blame narcotics, they make staying up and doing nothing relatively interesting which of course is ridiculous and stupid. If the government wants to stop kids drinking and taking drugs they should just show a 2 minute video of people like me sitting at a laptop writing bullshit like this instead of doing something constructive like sleeping...

That aside, here I am listening to Wolfmother. Awesome, awesome band. But Australian. I have nothing against my antipodean brethren but they are creaming England at the moment in the Ashes. It's just unfair. After last year I was so exicted about English cricket, but no. They have to just embarrass us. Fuckers.

I've taken to carrying a hip flask full of Glenmorangie 10 year round with me. I'm not quite sure why. I think it's meant to be a replacement of one addiction for another, or it could just be that being in an Irish play makes me want to do Irish things. Like be an alcoholic. But that's lunacy and would imply some sort of method acting, which a) is a bollocks concept and b) I'd have no idea how to do. Mocumentary move is starting to take shape. Filming of proposals went well. Just need to write a bloody script over the Christmas hols and get it cast. Piece of piss I hear you cry. And I agree.

Good news on the photo front: I've ordered a new battery charger for my camera so soon I'll be able to carry on taking vast numbers of photos and posting them up on here. For no reason other than I like taking photos.

On the 360 front, Gears of War is phenomenal. It's like a massive game of paintball, but more real. Popping out behind cover and nailing a headshot with an explosive bow and arrow is an experience that will never get old. I hope. I also have a stupid goatee. This has nothing to do with anything apart from the fact that I'm going to shave it off tomorrow. My first foray into the world of facial hair looks more like an accident involving super glue and pubic hair. Not cool. Not cool at all.

I feel like I should end this on a joke.

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