three weeks of stuff
no updates for a while, about 3 weeks in fact.
this is the first of two. this one's about general shit, the other one's about the play.
so i've been sleeping a lot recently.
i've also been trying to find a decent-ish job round here, but no dice so far. i got turned down for a job selling tickets at the watershed and i also failed to get a job sitting on a chair at the arnolfini so that was all quite disheartening. as for the job i applied for at the tate, well, i didn't even get an interview for that one.
tomorrow i have to send my cv to fopp as they're opening a new store down my road, and also i have to fill in an application form for a celta (tefl) course at the bristol uni language school. this course is damn expensive, it's going to cost well over £1000, but after getting the qualification from it i could go anywhere in the world and teach english, which might be fun.
i'm not completely 100% sure that's what i want to do though.
in fact i really don't know what it is i want to do.
me and alex watched the opening ceremony, which was quite crazy. every single one of them came across as a complete headcase and pretty hateable. last night i watched this guy walk round the house for about 45 minutes talking to himself and addressing unhinged rants to the cameras after everyone else was asleep. it was like watching a mental breakdown.
i expect i will get bored of big brother pretty quickly, i usually do. pretty much every year i watch a lot of it in the first week or two, and then get bored and stop watching.
eh up, the crazy from last night might be sparking off another argument. right now he's shouting at the woman who looks like one of the orang-utans from Planet Of The Apes.
i am also becoming increasingly addicted to threadless.
it's a website where people can submit their t-shirt designs, which are then voted on by visitors to the site. the most popular designs are then printed, 4 a week.
i now have 6 t-shirts from here, which are fucking amazing. having said that, i was a bit disappointed with the new prints this week, two weeks running now with nothing i want to buy. i've seen some really good designs submitted though, hopefully they'll get printed.
i've bought loads of albums lately. mostly really good. i've been listening a lot to silent shout by the knife, broken boy soldiers by the raconteurs, ballad of the broken seas by isobel campbell and mark lanegan and tired of hanging around by the zutons. i also bought in love and squalor by qwe are scientists, because i liked the single (nobody move, nobody get hurt) but i'm a bit disappointed by the rest of the album, which i think is a bit samey and a bit boring.
stuff i haven't bought recently but i've been listening to a lot includes clor by clor, funeral by the arcade fire and de stijl by the white stripes.
some good, such as brick, which is a wicked film. it does a really good job of putting a fresh modern twist on the film noir formula. ok the "twist" ain't hard to see coming, but that's not the point. it's a taut, tense thriller with a great script, well acted and well shot. and the girl in it is beautiful.
i also saw mission: impossible 3, which was watchable and entertaining, although hardly anything special. the romance between ethan hunt and his girlfriend/wife is such a thinly veiled representation of the tom cruise / katie holmes thing that it's quite funny, also. philip seymour hoffman makes a decent bad guy, but his death is shit.
and then just the other day i went to see the da vinci code. i never read more than a few pages of the book as it seemed like utter tripe like a jeffery archer novel, so i figured i ought to see the movie.
my reasoning here is that it tries my patience a lot less to sit through a mediocre movie for 2 hours than to spend a week reading a mediocre book.
in the event, the da vinci code is such a bollocks movie that i nearly fell asleep. paul bettany's assassin monk is the only mildly interesting character, and he only has about 5 actual lines. and ian mckellan is very watchable, as he clearly realised the caibre of the film he was in, and hammed up his part as a crazy english aristocrat for all it's worth.
hanks delivers the type of leaden, plodding performance i've come to expect from him, audrey tautou looks bewildered at all the bullshit going on, and jean reno looks thoroughly uninterested in everything except probably his paycheck.
verdict: tripe.
and now on to play news..
this is the first of two. this one's about general shit, the other one's about the play.
so i've been sleeping a lot recently.
i've also been trying to find a decent-ish job round here, but no dice so far. i got turned down for a job selling tickets at the watershed and i also failed to get a job sitting on a chair at the arnolfini so that was all quite disheartening. as for the job i applied for at the tate, well, i didn't even get an interview for that one.
tomorrow i have to send my cv to fopp as they're opening a new store down my road, and also i have to fill in an application form for a celta (tefl) course at the bristol uni language school. this course is damn expensive, it's going to cost well over £1000, but after getting the qualification from it i could go anywhere in the world and teach english, which might be fun.
i'm not completely 100% sure that's what i want to do though.
in fact i really don't know what it is i want to do.
me and alex watched the opening ceremony, which was quite crazy. every single one of them came across as a complete headcase and pretty hateable. last night i watched this guy walk round the house for about 45 minutes talking to himself and addressing unhinged rants to the cameras after everyone else was asleep. it was like watching a mental breakdown.
i expect i will get bored of big brother pretty quickly, i usually do. pretty much every year i watch a lot of it in the first week or two, and then get bored and stop watching.
eh up, the crazy from last night might be sparking off another argument. right now he's shouting at the woman who looks like one of the orang-utans from Planet Of The Apes.
i am also becoming increasingly addicted to threadless.
it's a website where people can submit their t-shirt designs, which are then voted on by visitors to the site. the most popular designs are then printed, 4 a week.
i now have 6 t-shirts from here, which are fucking amazing. having said that, i was a bit disappointed with the new prints this week, two weeks running now with nothing i want to buy. i've seen some really good designs submitted though, hopefully they'll get printed.
i've bought loads of albums lately. mostly really good. i've been listening a lot to silent shout by the knife, broken boy soldiers by the raconteurs, ballad of the broken seas by isobel campbell and mark lanegan and tired of hanging around by the zutons. i also bought in love and squalor by qwe are scientists, because i liked the single (nobody move, nobody get hurt) but i'm a bit disappointed by the rest of the album, which i think is a bit samey and a bit boring.
stuff i haven't bought recently but i've been listening to a lot includes clor by clor, funeral by the arcade fire and de stijl by the white stripes.
some good, such as brick, which is a wicked film. it does a really good job of putting a fresh modern twist on the film noir formula. ok the "twist" ain't hard to see coming, but that's not the point. it's a taut, tense thriller with a great script, well acted and well shot. and the girl in it is beautiful.
i also saw mission: impossible 3, which was watchable and entertaining, although hardly anything special. the romance between ethan hunt and his girlfriend/wife is such a thinly veiled representation of the tom cruise / katie holmes thing that it's quite funny, also. philip seymour hoffman makes a decent bad guy, but his death is shit.
and then just the other day i went to see the da vinci code. i never read more than a few pages of the book as it seemed like utter tripe like a jeffery archer novel, so i figured i ought to see the movie.
my reasoning here is that it tries my patience a lot less to sit through a mediocre movie for 2 hours than to spend a week reading a mediocre book.
in the event, the da vinci code is such a bollocks movie that i nearly fell asleep. paul bettany's assassin monk is the only mildly interesting character, and he only has about 5 actual lines. and ian mckellan is very watchable, as he clearly realised the caibre of the film he was in, and hammed up his part as a crazy english aristocrat for all it's worth.
hanks delivers the type of leaden, plodding performance i've come to expect from him, audrey tautou looks bewildered at all the bullshit going on, and jean reno looks thoroughly uninterested in everything except probably his paycheck.
verdict: tripe.
and now on to play news..