Mostly I just think out loud.
I think the entire purpose of all this is to prove how crap I am at introducing myself. But what do I say? I really don’t know. All I can think to do is ask that anyone who dared to begin watching this train wreck please continue as I promise to do my best in straightening out the tracks and proving I’m more interesting when not trying to define who and what and where I am.
I am an actor. I’ve always enjoyed the masculine form of the noun when it’s being used as a title instead of a line drawn between men and women. I don’t call myself a method actor as there are too many parts and principles which I don’t adhere to but that isn’t to say I don’t submerge myself into the role entirely. I am the sum of all parts, places and people which I have encountered, both in this world and the one I sometimes get lost in.
I’m a mum. A single one at that and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I am now sat in a plum purple suede chair that’s kept in the back room of my house in London, the only house I have. It’s empty and quiet except for the Bengal cats who have decided this week will be the week in which they tear every piece of paper work within the place to shreds.
I’ve just finished getting to be apart of a brilliant epic picture and will soon find myself in New York for more work.
I believe riding a bicycle down the steepest hill I can find is the closest I’ll ever get to flying because planes and trains and cars don’t really allow for freedom and motor bikes scare the life out of me.
I talk too quickly. I like very black coffee. I take too much sugar in my tea. I’ll still go out in the yard to spin myself in circles until I’m too dizzy to fight gravity. I love the sound of rain on a tin roof. I have a favorite colour which is lime green all the days except for when I like lilac best.
Is there anything else? I’m sure there is and I’m sure there isn’t.
I took the liberty of setting myself up on AIM and I think I can gather most peoples contact through their profile but you could always leave it and allow me to be sure it’s okay that I pester and bother and talk at.
If anyone would like to leave suggestions of who to add I’d also be grateful. Apparently the easily listed alphabetic system has me entirely confused and I really just can’t find anyone.
What’s your word for today? Mine’s palindrome (and sometimes it’s best not to ask that pesky ‘Why’ question). Able was I ere I saw Elba.
I am an actor. I’ve always enjoyed the masculine form of the noun when it’s being used as a title instead of a line drawn between men and women. I don’t call myself a method actor as there are too many parts and principles which I don’t adhere to but that isn’t to say I don’t submerge myself into the role entirely. I am the sum of all parts, places and people which I have encountered, both in this world and the one I sometimes get lost in.
I’m a mum. A single one at that and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I am now sat in a plum purple suede chair that’s kept in the back room of my house in London, the only house I have. It’s empty and quiet except for the Bengal cats who have decided this week will be the week in which they tear every piece of paper work within the place to shreds.
I’ve just finished getting to be apart of a brilliant epic picture and will soon find myself in New York for more work.
I believe riding a bicycle down the steepest hill I can find is the closest I’ll ever get to flying because planes and trains and cars don’t really allow for freedom and motor bikes scare the life out of me.
I talk too quickly. I like very black coffee. I take too much sugar in my tea. I’ll still go out in the yard to spin myself in circles until I’m too dizzy to fight gravity. I love the sound of rain on a tin roof. I have a favorite colour which is lime green all the days except for when I like lilac best.
Is there anything else? I’m sure there is and I’m sure there isn’t.
I took the liberty of setting myself up on AIM and I think I can gather most peoples contact through their profile but you could always leave it and allow me to be sure it’s okay that I pester and bother and talk at.
If anyone would like to leave suggestions of who to add I’d also be grateful. Apparently the easily listed alphabetic system has me entirely confused and I really just can’t find anyone.
What’s your word for today? Mine’s palindrome (and sometimes it’s best not to ask that pesky ‘Why’ question). Able was I ere I saw Elba.