Since just after Christmas, I've spent every spare second when I've not been thinking about other things - getting a job, writing a book, how all my clothes are old and I need to get some new ones, how the (S-S-S-SPOILER!) Buffy
Twilight reveal can't be real because it's so, so stupid (/SPOILER) - with the 'something exciting is going to happen in Doctor Who' music in my head.
It's the bit that goes like this: BUM BUM BUM, BA-BA-BUM BUM BUM, BA-BA-BUM BUM BUM, BA-BA-BA-BA-BA-BUM. And then: BUM! BUM! BA-BUM! at the end.
Actually, it's the bit that goes like this:
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Seriously. In my head. All the time. I AM THE MASTER.
I think this means something exciting is going to happen for me. Or that I want something exciting to happen for me. Or, probably, more than likely, I have just watched far too much Doctor Who in the last month or so of being unemployed. Ah well.
Anyway. What else?
I am mostly just applying for jobs, not getting jobs, thinking about doing something DRASTIC (not like that! Just... selling all of my things and moving to Alaska drastic, I'm so bored) and watching and being excited about telly. Skins and Being Human ahoy! I can't wait.
Oh! And reading
David Small's Stitches, which redefines what can and can't be done with the graphic novel, and is brilliant and sad and beautiful and if you appreciate amazing artwork and desperate autobiographical stories you should read it, read it now.
Cheerio, Michael. xxx