April 2011
2 posts
The Life of A Persona Far Greater Than My Own
I seem to begin most posts with an apology.
I shant this time.
Sorry.
Bugger.
It has been a rather bizarre 3 weeks thus far and it is not about to end swiftly.
As some of you may know already we had to return to Ireland to re-shoot and finish up the final episode of Camelot. This was due to my foolish self deciding to break my ankle at the penultimate week of filming.
Upon our return to...
December 2010
1 post
Christmas, kind of.
10:47am
Somewhere in Louisiana.
A sense of calm washes over me.
Glancing right i see what little industry and life this town has to offer. A tug boat gently motors past with its load of coal, a lone pedestrian walks the bank of of the river and cars occasionally hum past the window.
The sky is a soft shade of blue and the sun is out.
This paints an image of happiness. True Americana. White...
November 2010
2 posts
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Winter 2010
Hallo? Hallo? is this thing on?
Ah here we are. My deepest apologies for the severe delay in update during these past months.
I have been working like a busy bee.
Not that bees have a large scope of activities that they can choose from. Eat, Fuck, Pollenate and occasionally Sting are really the only things they have on their menu. Maybe we’re not to dissimilar too bees.
We probably are.
I...
September 2010
2 posts
Struggling for Character,
Good Eve.
I would like to begin with an apology. It has been far too long since my last update, you see, its this terrible pain I have in my brain that has caused this lack of motivation. Suffice to say I think I may have cracked it. Wine seems to help.
I am in Ireland. It’s a most divine country. People are nice, lovely to be precise.
I receive my news and information via carrier...
May 2010
3 posts
28th May
The weekend past brought us the all the joys of Summer.
Pasty, flabby British torso’s were on display. The youths of Queensway brought their girlfriends and their Joints to the park and 20 something year old couples made the rest of us feel slightly voyeuristic by “dry humping” in the center of a grassy patch. Yes my dears we had all but forgotten the joys that the summer sun...
May 17
Dublin.
You have successfully hurt my brain.
Thank you.
X
17th May
Spring has truly sprung.
Its tightly coiled spiral released with the promise of more beauty as each day passes.
Strolling through the not so leafy streets of London one can sense an air of change.
The blossom has bloomed and fallen, carpeting the roads and pavements with natures pinky vomit. One bends one’s ear to listen to the sound of copulating birds and takes comfort in the...