Obligatory proper update time, here we go
Every once and a while, I do take the time when I'm just sitting around waiting, and waiting, and waiting, and waiting... to be made of good use to write down a proper update for this thing. Ask anyone, I'm either obsessed with the millions and millions of re-writes I have to memorize in fifteen minutes or I'm scribbling in one of my leather bound journals, that or I'm running around and trying to do twenty things at once. I'd much rather be doing twenty things at once but I have that nagging urge and compulsion to write at the moment.
Damn muse.
Let's see, it was my birthday this past week. Yay. Lonely compared to the others -- well, save maybe the last one since that last one was spent in Paris. Bloody French... sorry. Anyways, I'm used to having a celebration at the Dry Bar with a certain group of my friends back in Manchester and having the obscene amounts of Monaghans wish me well. This was different but it was enjoyable. Lij got me a mighty fine beer and I did get taken out for the evening by a good number of people. We went out to some club, honestly don't know the name, but Viggo nearly got me kicked out. Alright, you guys know me, I'm the guy who always looks like he's up to something even when I'm not. I'm just too cheeky for my own good. At least I'm well aware of this. Vig comes into the club, finds me, walks right up and headbutts the daylights out of me. I crumble and come up swearing and red faced and disoriented. What happens? Security tries to throw me out! And it was my birthday! So Vig explained, Sala backed us up and things calmed down and I played in the DJ booth for a while and the night was quite enjoyable.
I also spent a great deal of the week listening to the Beatles and Lennon, mourning his loss and whatnot. You do know he died on my birthday. Happy fourth birthday to me, yeah? At least I wasn't older to be fully crushed by such an event. If it'd happened before I was born, then I'd try to claim to be his reincarnation, but alas, I can't pull that one off either. At least my day will always be important for a reason though and I'm in good company, too.
Orli's back, I'm a very happy boy about that one.
Last night I was talking to Doodle and it struck me. We're making history. This is Lord of the Rings, I'm Merry, and I'm part of the Fellowship. I actually get to sit and talk with Treebeard, and I'm working with the likes of knighted actors of great respect and infamy. How awesome is it that I can walk on set and see both Sir Ian's and Christopher Lee? That's so amazing to me. I mean, this is absolutely huge and it was completely overwhelming to me last night to think that there was this whole story that I've been raised on and loved immensely since I was a teen, and now I'm a part of it. Future generations and even current ones, when they read the books once more, they'll be putting our faces to those names in their minds. Our voices for their voices and whatnot. It's just... wow. Then the nerd in me started to act up. Movies like this, well, they make action figures out of them. We're going to have action figures! That's amazing. And then, what if they make a video game? Elijah and I nerded out over the idea of being in video games. And since he's our beloved Frodo, that means we'll get to play as him and control his every action and movement. I wonder if it works the same if we shove a controller cord up his arse... get him drunk one night and I'll find out. ;)
So I've been absolutely blown away recently and then I'm once more back among fantastic company and back to planning revenge upon some people. Watch your backs, mate, there's a Monaghan on the prowl. None are safe, bwahah! I love you all and shall cause you no physical harm and you know it.
I'm in talks with my family, seeing who can come down here for the holiday season. I really, really want to see them all. Especially my parents, brother, neices and nephews. They're the main ones. I'm not going to ask my remaining grandparents to travel, they're in failing health and quite frankly, I'm not going to tempt the Reaper more than needs to be done.
And really, aside from that... I think I'm out of things to say for the most part. Oh, and Astin I think is plotting my death. Who would've guessed that he would not enjoy Finnish techno and rap music prior to the sunrise? Not my fault we were late getting the coffee to brew, honest! Lij, Bills and I are evil, what can we say? But you have to love the Hobbits, we're so adorable. I know the Elves love me at least, but who could ever resist my charms?
Damn muse.
Let's see, it was my birthday this past week. Yay. Lonely compared to the others -- well, save maybe the last one since that last one was spent in Paris. Bloody French... sorry. Anyways, I'm used to having a celebration at the Dry Bar with a certain group of my friends back in Manchester and having the obscene amounts of Monaghans wish me well. This was different but it was enjoyable. Lij got me a mighty fine beer and I did get taken out for the evening by a good number of people. We went out to some club, honestly don't know the name, but Viggo nearly got me kicked out. Alright, you guys know me, I'm the guy who always looks like he's up to something even when I'm not. I'm just too cheeky for my own good. At least I'm well aware of this. Vig comes into the club, finds me, walks right up and headbutts the daylights out of me. I crumble and come up swearing and red faced and disoriented. What happens? Security tries to throw me out! And it was my birthday! So Vig explained, Sala backed us up and things calmed down and I played in the DJ booth for a while and the night was quite enjoyable.
I also spent a great deal of the week listening to the Beatles and Lennon, mourning his loss and whatnot. You do know he died on my birthday. Happy fourth birthday to me, yeah? At least I wasn't older to be fully crushed by such an event. If it'd happened before I was born, then I'd try to claim to be his reincarnation, but alas, I can't pull that one off either. At least my day will always be important for a reason though and I'm in good company, too.
Orli's back, I'm a very happy boy about that one.
Last night I was talking to Doodle and it struck me. We're making history. This is Lord of the Rings, I'm Merry, and I'm part of the Fellowship. I actually get to sit and talk with Treebeard, and I'm working with the likes of knighted actors of great respect and infamy. How awesome is it that I can walk on set and see both Sir Ian's and Christopher Lee? That's so amazing to me. I mean, this is absolutely huge and it was completely overwhelming to me last night to think that there was this whole story that I've been raised on and loved immensely since I was a teen, and now I'm a part of it. Future generations and even current ones, when they read the books once more, they'll be putting our faces to those names in their minds. Our voices for their voices and whatnot. It's just... wow. Then the nerd in me started to act up. Movies like this, well, they make action figures out of them. We're going to have action figures! That's amazing. And then, what if they make a video game? Elijah and I nerded out over the idea of being in video games. And since he's our beloved Frodo, that means we'll get to play as him and control his every action and movement. I wonder if it works the same if we shove a controller cord up his arse... get him drunk one night and I'll find out. ;)
So I've been absolutely blown away recently and then I'm once more back among fantastic company and back to planning revenge upon some people. Watch your backs, mate, there's a Monaghan on the prowl. None are safe, bwahah! I love you all and shall cause you no physical harm and you know it.
I'm in talks with my family, seeing who can come down here for the holiday season. I really, really want to see them all. Especially my parents, brother, neices and nephews. They're the main ones. I'm not going to ask my remaining grandparents to travel, they're in failing health and quite frankly, I'm not going to tempt the Reaper more than needs to be done.
And really, aside from that... I think I'm out of things to say for the most part. Oh, and Astin I think is plotting my death. Who would've guessed that he would not enjoy Finnish techno and rap music prior to the sunrise? Not my fault we were late getting the coffee to brew, honest! Lij, Bills and I are evil, what can we say? But you have to love the Hobbits, we're so adorable. I know the Elves love me at least, but who could ever resist my charms?