Lit matches. Unlit matches. Exploding pigeons. Random photography of weird cloud formations. Defibrillators. Self destructive criticism to the point of character annihilation. Sarcasm. Avoiding crowded places. Multiple personalities. It's what I'm all about.
I have been told I have shite music taste. Ah well. I don't even know what music taste is. These are just songs that make me spazz.
First, the story of my life (strange website courtesy of Bryony):
MySpace Stuff
Hannibal trilogy (oh, come on...),
Matrix (the first one),
Castaway,
Saving Private Ryan,
Bourne Trilogy,
Green Mile,
Godfather (1st one),
Matchstick Men (just for Nicolas Cage having OCD),
Casino Royale,
The Last king of Scotland,
Toy Story 1 and 2 (!!!),
The Pianist,
Hot Fuzz,
Blood Diamond,
Shaun of the dead,
Little Miss Sunshine.
Oh, and Men in Black for Will Smith saying 'Dayyamn'.
And One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, just for Jack Nicholson.
And No Country For Old Men for being amazing and well worth the hype,
and Half Nelson for its greatness. :)
And Pan's Labyrinth for being amazing in a twisted way.
(Just recently/just remembered):
Lethal Weapon quadrilogy,
Fight Club,
Kill Bill,
Batman Begins,
Dark Knight (It's got to be up there),
Wall E :D,
Ratatouille (underrated, methinks),
*Would write more, but feels sad*
Television
Blackadder (With undying loyalty), House (Go Mr Laurie!), Scrubs. Have I got News for you. Top Gear. Whose Line is it anyway. Dead Ringers. Mock the Week (Just for Scenes We'd Like To See). That's about it.
Books
The Madman's tale,
The Green Mile,
Bill Bryson's Notes from a small island/big country, which are absolute genius.
His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman.
'Contract' by Michael Spurrier for the coolest assassin in history.
No Country for Old Men by Cormac Mcarthy.
The Book Thief (following the revived hype :D).
Those damn Horatio Lyle books by Catherine Webb, who wrote them at 17 and is amazing and who I admire but hate with a vengeance at the same time. Aherm.
Mister Pip (surprisingly good).
Diary by Chuck Palahniuk.
Anything by Spike Milligan :D.
Aside from these, pretty much everything else that conforms to my ideal Book list (ie involving fire, shooting, insane characters and weird writing style).
Heroes
Hannibal (...),
Mr Laurie,
Mr. Atkinson,
Mr. Robinson, all for obvious fantasticness (which is a word as of now).
Bill Bryson for books that make me laugh out loud.
Bill Bailey for trollness and intellectual genius combined.
Jack Dee, for being funny without ever smiling.
Edgar Allen Poe for his madness (And his madness only). Jack Nicholson for that psycho smile.
And yes, Anton Chigurh, the assassin from No Country For Old Men, at the request of Emad, but who admittedly deserves to be here. *Flips coin* 'Call it..' What a great guy.
Starting to see an assassin theme here. Not good.
Oh, just recently, Eddie Izzard! Having only just discovered how truly amazing he is. Thank you to Jennifer for the Cake or Death sketch :D Step aside Bill Bailey, I'm afraid you have been demoted.
Hugh Dennis for being better than Frankie Boyle.
Will Smith: Everyone should aspire to be that cool.
The inventor of purple.
About me: I am Frank: perfectionist extraordinaire.
My name is not Frank.
Yes, my paranoia extends to the point that I cannot bring myself to type in my own name on Myspace.
I am the paranoid obsessive huddled in a corner in the dark looking uncomfortable, highlighting her hands purple and talking to herself about blowtorches whilst flinching every time somebody walks past.
My list of irrational fears is neverending.
Don't make me walk into a crowded room. Ever.
My irrational obsessions include purple, Big Yellow Taxi by Counting Crows, a deep purple velvet armchair named Shaun, a purple pen named Billy, Russians, Russian accents, Leon Trotsky, and flamethrowers.
I am also far too impressed by shiny objects and things with tassels.
I have a tendency to eat my fingers. And look uncomfortable.
Oh, and pyromaniac just does not cut it.
Who I'd like to meet: Fellow social rejects for good times spent avoiding each other's gazes, sharing neuroses and hiding in corners from each other. Trotsky, minus the ice pick in his head, wouldn't be too bad either.
Haha, I knew that face reminded me of something.. :p I think he was feeling vaguely annoyed at the prospect of not having any chocolate buttons left if I remember rightly.. Good time in Wolvs? x
We both know that I just put you there as you're my favourite gay friend... =P And the picture? I stick by what I said. It was: Oh. My. God. ... Exactly. =P
heey:D gd 2 no u aint 4goten baw me:) how woz london? i hav gt half term bu its kinda borin borin went b'ham 2day 2 shop:) obviously lol every1s fyn here humzahs fyn 2 hes sooo cheeky des days he always shoutin at every1 n says NO to every1 :@ :| lol howz every1 dwn der? wubu2? n btw I H8 CHAVZ N U NO DAT:@ lol w. b byee xx
oii wer r u des days??? u neva leave me comments anymore:( u hav 4goten about me yaar:( u even 4got my birthday (kinda) lool so howz lyf? wubu2? i wna cum dwn agen :) bu dnt fink i can u prbly happy ini lool neways howz every1? w.b dis tym:D dnt blank me lyk u did b4 :| bye x
I was watching a program on TV that talked about purple potatoes so I had to find them for myself. And then I thought of you. That poem is pretty cool though. Had a good day?
I'll be in quite late tomorrow morning, perhaps not until break. Got to go for a blood test - lucky me! Therefore if you get confused by the lack of my presence that's where I be. Tell Dom he needs to put notes in registers for Drama please. Huggles x
lol, damn, and I was gonna present you with a huge plate of salad and everything =p *is intrigued by the kitten journal* it sounds very cute, I shall think of something good to write in it :D *waves back*
Hope you're enjoying Eid mush =) although I shall miss laughing at your sudden urges to try every random food ever invented for the sheer hell of it =p x
*goes to her happy place* Yes it is Thurs - sadly. You and Cranedale has cheered me up, even more amusing is Saf and Cranedale. Major LOL. You had to read The Sun Also Rises you nitwit, but at least you didn't have to make a leaflet on it. We will get through this, scarred battered and bruised of course, but we shall survive. x
English is the pits right now. I've just completed Miss Parker's summer work which took two days and now I'm onto Postcards and Tender is the Night. They both suck and I am banging my head against the wall over how little time I have left. *hyperventilates into paper bag*. Luckily everything else is done, but EPQ has been neglected until next weekend. So....how's your lit going? Better than mine I hope. I apologise for the rant, I felt it was needed. x
heyyyyyyyyyyyyy how r u? im onlyn nw bu ur nt i txtd u da other day n no1 txtd bk bu i fink it woz ur old numba:| lol sooo howz lyf? howz everyfin dwn der? comment bk:D tc byeeee xx
