The Toasted Brunette

The Toasted Brunette: August 2010

Wednesday, 25 August 2010

Scott Pilgrim is...

How I wish my life to be. Seriously, I could make some quick cash defeating my enemies every other day! I cannot have been more excited watching this colourful-explosion-taking-me-back-to-my-childhood film! I really must check out the graphic novels as they must be epic. I am such a geek honestly, but the best thing was watching it with someone who appreciated all the little in jokes and splices of music from things such as Zelda just as much I did :) So thank you Len! There's nothing worse than seeing a film with someone who talks too much/texts/eats too loud during a film...

Len is fast becoming my new film buddy, wonder what we'll see next! Hopefully she hasn't purchased a giant hammer yet, God knows if she'll attempt the whole turning people into coins attack during Karate tonight!

I also bought some Lush items today... and you know what, my skin has never felt so pampered! I didn't go quite as far as Len on the spending (you know how much you spent AND after discount tut tut!) I will continue using these new products in the vain hope that my genetic dark circles will slowly but surely fade and I will look a little bit more normal and not so freakin' tired and drug-faced all the time!

In Which I Drive a Mobile Glee Club

So my 17 year old sister asks me late the other night if I could take her and her friends to Swansea to film something called "Hunky Dory" (apparently coming to cinemas soon), of course I agree as I miss Swansea and thought I'd at least get out of the house for a bit and check up on my Masters info... I didn't obviously get round to the latter.

Me and Len have a new "thing"... talk about random shizz until the early hours of the unsociable morning, so after that it's 5.30am and I had to get up and get ready in order to drive to Barry to pick her friends up first and THEN drive to Swansea to make it there for 8.  Probably one of the most interesting and loudest morning drives I have ever undertaken. Zara and her three friends Paige, James and Jack are theatre boffs like her and they can all sing... very well.  Blasting Glee tunes out of my car and out onto the open M4 sure kept me awake, what with some very strong singers belting along! These guys are so grateful that they try to pay me petrol money to thank me afterwards. I declined. I'm too nice.

Sure enough when I picked them up, my sister looked less than pleased. Apparently 12 hours of filming gets you £25 and no lunch... all for one major scene in which the 300 extras fill an assembly hall. The direction they were given? "Look bored". No problem, these guys have had years of practice not listening in assembly. My sister didn't want to discuss the rest and demanded I take them to McDonalds (that place seems to crop up a bit) And because I refused to take the petrol money, James insisted that he pay for my meal. What a sweetheart :)

I take them home back to Barry making sure I take them straight to their front doors instead of just chucking them out. I believe I forgot to mention that the morning's topic of conversation included a screwdriver-wielding-stabbing maniac who will (I hope) end up going to jail. Where was he from? Why Barry of course!

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Voicemail

And I quote: "Sammy, I regret to inform you that I am naked in McDonalds... only joking I went through the drive-thru, so much classier!! MALLLLLCOOOOOM BIGGGGGSYYY BOOOOYYY!"

This is what happens when you don't attend the Ikea Store Summer Party. Nevertheless, it made me giggle.

Ramadaaning

So tis the month of Ramadaan, which means 17 hour days without food or drink passing my lips until sweet sweet sunset.  It shocks people when they learn that I can't even drink water, to which I explain that "of course not, it defeats the point and then I could technically cheat by filling up on it." People give me the strangest of looks.

Then again, I'm not normal see! How many female British Asians do you know that love anime, independent films, gaming, comics, photo-editing, parties and writing scripts about really stupid things like kidnapping penguins from Bristol Zoo...? Yup that's what I thought!

Just to clarify... "Ramadaaning" is not a word, just something Len made up because she could :)

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