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I made a thing

Jun 07 2013

I made a meme. Hope you enjoy!

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To the FUTURE!

Dec 31 2011

Wishing all my friends a fantastic New Year! It’s going to be EPIC.

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I suck at men, Part 1: The Epic Fail

Dec 19 2011

I have a secret to tell you: I suck at men.

I admitted this to my friends at a birthday party recently and they said nice things like, “That can’t be!” and “But you’re so charming!” and “You’re hot and you are, like, professionally social. How could this possibly be true?”

I love my friends. But the fact remains that I suck at men. Especially men with I like, something fries in my brain and I end up with the social skills of caveman Buffy.

What followed this confession was a round table discussion of FAIL stories about trying to pick up hot guys. So here, in Part 1, is my Epic Fail story:

I went to a party. It was one of the parties that was listed as one of *THE* top parties of the season to attend. So it was a pretty big deal. I switched my outfit a couple times.

I decided on a 60s vintage dress in dark purple and I was ready.

Once I was there I hung with a friend of mine who was one of the people actually organizing the party.

It wasn’t too far into the night when I saw him: Mr Awesome. I noticed him as soon as he walked in because he looked a little nerdy and there weren’t a lot of nerds at this party -  if nerd had been spun dry with awesome, you would come out with this guy. He had thick rimmed glasses and skinny jeans that fit him perfectly. His blond hair was stylishly messy in just that right way. I asked my friend who he was, but she didn’t know.

Now this party had free whisky. Which I participated in regularly, and enthusiastically.

So after some time, and quite a few shots of whisky later, I ended up in that same social group as Mr. Awesome.

I introduced myself and he reciprocated.

“So what do you do?” I asked.

I had no words. He was so sophisticated and intelligent. I had nothing! Nothing I could come up with on the face of this planet could possibly impress this guy, so I said the first thing that came into my head:

I can only imagine this guy’s life. How on the cutting edge of society he must be. How many interesting, world changing news and interviews this guy has been a part of, or politely sat through with a straight face.

He was polite, patient and magnanimous.

There was an awkward pause. Another girl interrupted asking him about a recent trip to new york.

I tried again:

” Oh, I heard the size of the occupy movement in Brooklyn is much larger than has been reported in the press.”

“yes it is.”

 If the conversation had been a horse it would have been shot.

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Thankful

Oct 09 2011

I am thankful

for the amazing year I’ve had,

for the friends I got to share it with,

for the producers I’m working with on my film Bought The T-Shirt,

for the way Bomb Girls feels like a family sometimes,

for all the fun I’ve had a film festivals,

for the fun new articles I get to write for Video Tape Swap Shop

for my friends who put their money together to help pay my way through the DGC GAP program for Editing

for the mother-daughter shopping trips to the US

for being able to write the film, Debbie, with my dad

for crazy ex-lovers who are still painting me 6 years later

and for the amazing year I am about to have next year!

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Exercise!

Jun 24 2011

So I joined a gym. It’s actually pretty affordable. Monthly membership costs about as much as my cell phone bill so I’m pretty please. This gym has an Olympic sized swimming pool, which is the highest priority for me when looking for gyms – it also happens to be the way i pick hotels too, by how awesome the pool is. Being both a writer and an editor means that I spend a lot of time sitting in front of a computer stuffing gummy bears in my mouth, which can lead to a fairly unhealthy state, so the idea is to combat it with exercise.

I got really ill at the end of editing There is No Undo! so I had to wait until i could breath and walk at the same time, but I started my new life of exercise this week. I started by walking home from Pinewood studios (about a 4km walk), and then today I biked the 4km down to the gym and swam laps for 40 minutes.

Usually the gym is a really friendly place. Nobody really bothers with anyone else. The experience is very zen. Today however was different. I somehow ended up with an old man swimming in front of me. I have no objections to old men in general, but old men in front of my clear goggle vision with poorly fitting swim trunks, I have a problem with. So I switched lanes. But unfortunately there was an old disapproving granny in the next lane who had decided that i was swimming at an abnormally slow rate and took every opportunity to let me know with her glares and her tutting and her pursed lips.

sufficiently cowed I slunk back to my usual lane with new old man decorations to finish my laps, taking a really long time at the end of each lap to be sure he was out of visual range.

Then I biked the 4km home.

My legs have now fallen off.

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