Sunday, 6 September 2009

Some place where you put your shit...

Andrew Largeman: You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn't really your home anymore? All of a sudden even though you have some place where you put your shit, that idea of home is gone.
Sam: I still feel at home in my house.
Andrew Largeman: You'll see one day when you move out it just sort of happens one day and it's gone. You feel like you can never get it back. It's like you feel homesick for a place that doesn't even exist. Maybe it's like this rite of passage, you know. You won't ever have this feeling again until you create a new idea of home for yourself, you know, for your kids, for the family you start, it's like a cycle or something. I don't know, but I miss the idea of it, you know. Maybe that's all family really is. A group of people that miss the same imaginary place.

My mum is so Lee Evans.

I am officially in pergatory. Holed up in a decidedly cosy 'nan flat' waiting for the nasty pasties at the Woolwich to decide our destiny. I think they draw out the decision for as long as possible with a view to creating theatrical suspense. To me, they're like suited power jesters. Like replicas of that Howard guy off the Halifax adverts. Like I-Robot with jazz hands and big red ink stamps. We only want a teeny little old mini-mortgage. Show me the money, I say.

That halfway place ain't all bad though. There's copious amounts of lemonade pumping from somewhere and I'm being sent a pity-package of feel good films from my pig poisoned, swine flu invaded friend, Charlie. The Maiden of Muswell Hill as I've taken to calling him in my mind.

Sadly though, both my mother and I have been outsmarted by a giant arachnid roaming around my (temporarily 'my') living room. A silent assassin. I know he's waiting to pounce and I cannot mellow the fuck out. It's like it's on me. It reminds me of that movie 'Mousehunt'. Two Goliaths - still no match for a David. I think I'm Nathan Lane. My mum is so Lee Evans.

Thursday, 16 July 2009

flamin' nora

I am too excite to see this film. I expected it to be good, but having seen the trailer all of 11 minutes ago - I suspect it might become a firm fave.

Yes, Drew.

Thursday, 18 June 2009


hopefully, this is getting a release in the uk...

Thursday, 30 April 2009

the power of intention.

Sooooo...I had my very first acting audition on Sunday and, according to my eyes and inbox, I've only gone and bloody got it!
It's a huge opportunity to showcase my shizz to all the heavyweight power people and even more arse-clenchingly awesome - it's in Barcelona!

Yaaaay life.

It's all happening...

Sunday, 26 April 2009

Wide Awake

This is exciting.

Thursday, 9 April 2009

me verses it.


Origami lady, you're made of matchsticks
Pale and gaunt, so vacant, so still
Inspired, suddenly I want to be sick
With such desperation it's making me ill

Inflatable woman, please mind the cactus
Don't burst before I've heard you sing
I'll sleep on your forearm and eat more ice-cream
For you could have anyone, say anything

Jenny next door, she's not much to look at
She doesn't seem bothered, won't even try
Imagine taking such little care
God knows how she got that guy

Size 10, bronzed, with pearly veneers
5 foot 7, with moves like a cat,
D cup tits and legs up to here -
I'd fork out my organs to look like that.

Wednesday, 8 April 2009

suburban scene

No sleep last night. I'm on a major comedown from a 6 hour poetry binge and I'm bearing my swollen eyelids with pride.
Very upset at my dire financial situation - the worst part being I haven't yet picked up a copy of the new Bat For Lashes album. It's been way too long since I spent money on music, I'm genuinely ashamed. Worse still it means I haven't been in London for a month. Tragic.
In happier news, I'm writing a lot. And now blogging. Ace. And in a mere 12 days I officially turn 21...which, to be honest, is vomit-inducing.
Don't get me wrong, it's about time. But I can't help but be grossed out by my lack of achievement at this point in my life.

I'm pretty sure I had planned to be a child prodigy.