February 2012
12 posts
January 2012
10 posts
So what if Sherlock, Jim and John just spent these...
[Second week]
Jim: So... do you guys want to play a game or something?
Sherlock: You do realize we're not supposed to move, do you?
John: As if they weren't coming back in before the cameras roll to check we're in place.
Jim: They /did/ come in to shave us.
[6th month]
John: Are you sure we can get into the pool? I mean, showers are right here, but...
Sherlock: Drying up might be a bit of a problem, yes.
Jim: WELL, I'M BORED AND SKINNY DIPPING IS FUN. Besides, we've got plenty of time to dry up.
[12 months]
John: I'm pretty damn sure they said November. Shouldn't they be here with the scripts and all by now?
Sherlock: Apparently not. Perhaps starting off the season with three starved madmen turns out to be a plot twist. Jim! Will you just come out already?
Jim: I CAN'T HEAR YOU, I'M SWIMMING.
John: Oh, for God's sake.
[18 months]
Make-up department assistant: Paul, we've only got to fix Jim here and we're done.
Paul McGuigan: There's no time! Give him the phone and we start shooting.
Make-up DA: But-- he needs a haircut and--
Paul McGuigan: No, we're shooting now!
Sherlock: ...Do you want my emergency comb?
Jim: Well, I suppose it's better than nothing.
The "Diminished Expectations" Phenomenon
(or: If You’ve Already This When I Posted This Rant On Facebook, I Apologise (But The Likelihood That Anyone Read That Is Ridiculously Low, So Whatever))
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In a depressing turn of events, it appears that for most of my life I have watched all the movies I’ve ever watched (and if you know me well enough, you’ll know that I’ve watched a lot of movies) through the filter...
November 2011
2 posts
Some General Grievances
1) Tomorrow is 11/11/11. Why should we care that it’s 11/11/11? Some movies will come out (mostly crappy ones). An Idiot Abroad will finish. Uri Geller will flip out and hopefully bend a spoon into his eye. Other than that, it’s an unremarkable date, so whatevs.
2) This frakking computer of mine keeps overheating and turning off on its own accord. It’s bloody annoying.
3) My...
October 2011
1 post
I think I must be cursed.
It’s the only explanation as to why I have such a torrid and unfortunate history with headphones, because I’m pretty sure that literally every single set of headphones I have ever owned got broken sooner or later…but mostly sooner.
However, I think I know who cursed me!
It must’ve been Mrs. Hall - my primary school teacher from Year 2 - who turned me from left-handed to...
September 2011
22 posts
Downton and Spooks are spookily sh-Abbey. So why...
Two programmes have just begun on two different channels, and both of them are shows that I just do not understand the appeal of.
There’s Spooks, which is starting off its final series (huzzah!). Why do people like it? It’s always bleakly photographed, always highly unrealistic, always stalely written and everyone always dies all the time. Yawn.
And there’s Downton Abbey....
Me, the Cliche'.
I’m a swirling vortex of perculating self-hate, timultuously wild mood swings, and constant references to films, music and television.
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colour my life with the chaos of trouble.: I just... →
teenagemutantninjasharks:
Amazon Customer Service Rep: Sir, we’re very sorry but your package won’t ship until the 16th of September unless you upgrade your shipping. Me: I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for overnight charges, I can tell you I don’t…
As modern people these days like to say when they refer to things they find really fucking amazing:
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irrevocablydazzled replied to your post: I’m a very self-hating mood at the moment.
that was a very creative hate post, and its one of the things that makes you awesome!
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How very thoughtful of you. But I’m afraid that that isn’t true - being creative with my self-hate doesn’t make me awesome…it just means I hate my self’s words, so I try my damndest to...
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I'm in a very self-hating mood at the moment.
Not that I’m ever not in a self-hating mood, because I’m always in a perpetual, never-ending recycled cycle of self-hatingness. The only difference at the moment is that I can’t manage to distract myself for a long enough period of time to temporarily forget that I’m a self-hating hatemeister.
Of course, Tumblr was pretty much made for people who hate themselves, and...
I'm a numberwangker.
And you know it.
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Me when I find the Tardis,
WATERLOO ROAD...the bane of my very existance...
It’s my very own personal Moriarty.
It’s my Lecter.
It’s my Vader.
It’s my Voldemort.
It’s my Lawrence Olivier in Marathon Man repetiously saying “Is it safe?” before drilling into my teeth without pain relief.
It’s my Sauron.
It’s my…well, every famous/infamous villain in the history of cinema…
…except…it...
I've just discovered that I actually once went to...
10 years ago, this was!
I mean, I remember the show that I saw that night in (apparantly) October, and the circumstances that lead me to be there.
In quick summation: Young Carers group took me out for a night out; went someplace to watch a show; show turned out to be Toy Story on Ice! (pretty good, if I remember rightly); the adult fuckers wouldn’t let me get food or anything from...
The gods are bowling perfect 10's...and the...
(Or, in other words: it’s raining raining! RAINING!! and thundering like a motherfucker…)
Tell you what, though - if this bloody weather makes me miss Doctor Who, I’m going to go Ceaser-the-Apeshit and avada kadavra the bloody hell out of my TV…
August 2011
14 posts
Jack's Extraordinarily Belated Birthday...
PART ONE: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ixt2MlhUXmU
PART TWO: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zXg7npiezUk
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What occurs in these videos is the culmination of what me and my mates (of the names Amy and Liz [insert Doctor Who joke here]) did on August 27th for my really really ridiculously delayed sort-of-celebration of my birthday.
And holy florktinschnit!, there’s loads of...