The unthinkable has happened.
I think this may be the definition of Epic Fail…
Users of Firefox will be aware that if you shutdown your computer without closing your Firefox internet browser, when you next turn your computer on and access the internet, it will ask you if you want to restore your previous session.
I turned on my computer. I double-clicked Firefox. I was greeted with the message “Would you like to restore previous session or start a new session?” Having forgotten what the last webpage I had accessed was, I clicked “Restore Previous Session”.
I was greeted with the sight of Rick Astley telling me that he was never going to give me up, neither was he going to let me down…
Ladies and gentlemen… I just Rickrolled… myself…
http://imdb.com/title/tt1118070/
Guillermo Del Toro doing a film of the Lovecraft story Mountains of Madness.
Prepare for giant evil albino penguins!
THE IDES OF MARCHTEMBER
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/Mangavamp/Unitedasone.png
Well, the afternoon before christmas really but meh, never been one for accuracy in anything.
Merry Christmas to all!
Right.
In the interest of science (Also, it sounds like a laugh and I need to get up the number of posts on this here blog…) I have decided to continue writing my current story, whilst also getting myself thoroughly FUCKED on Meridor. If anything interesting happens I’ll blog it up.
Hopefully see you all soon!
*gulp*
25th November. 22:05
Here goes nothing. Ah, not as bad as I remember, maybe the marshmallows actually made it worse?
22:12
Still got a writers block… no inebriation as of yet.
22:30
Oh fuckdamnandhell my eyes! My beautiful, beautiful eyes!
22:59
It’s nearly eleven. I can see. The story has progressed very little. I have forgotten which penis is mine.
23:31
I stood on something. In retrospect it may have been someone. I have no cola, therefore I shall use beer as a mixer.
23:33
That was a bad idea.
23:48
WHY IN FUCKS NAME AND HIS CAT WILL IT NOT GO AWAY! I DRINK AND THERE IS STILL LOADS OHMYGOD!
26th November 00:04
Happy tomorrow everybody!!!
01:43
It’s not my story anymore is it? I like it.
I was supposed to go get a hair cut this evening, but in the end it was too cold to walk all the way there, so I ended up just going home. Tomorrow! Yes, tomorrow…
Hope you have a good time in Bristol Rowan!!! Love you!
On a modest movie by a modest God.
30 Days of Night:
A so-so film, let down only by a lack of any of the following:
- Continuity
- Suspense
- Any semblance of acting ability
- A script…
Josh Hartnett is the new Keanu Reeves. Which is a shame… because we still have the old Keanu Reeves…
Calling anyone who can help:
Please aid me in my quest to procrastinate!!!
Hello everyone out there in Bloggy-land!
I’ve come back to speak to you all again after a period of inactivity brought about by… well… forgetting the password to a certain www.shattersfear.com…
Anyway! I hope everyone is well, I’ve been keeping myself busy writing things for assignments and the like, and of the course the open-mic night at Slak’s was enjoyable, I shall most definitely be writing more script work.
Now that I have details remembered in my big ol’ brain, I shall post more often in future.
Buh-bye for now!
LET THERE BE BLOG!
He looked upon his blog, and he saw that it was good.
No, this really, really, REALLY isn’t ever going to make much more sense I’m afraid.
I’ll start at the beginning shall I?
I am Jack, currently an undergraduate student in my first year of University of Gloucestershire’s Creative Writing course. I’m a life-long citizen of Cheltenham, hoping to make my way out of dodge once I figure out what I’m doing with my life. This Blog here will be the place I come to post news about things I’m writing, also it’ll be my first port of call when posting new material, so you’ll get to see my crappy first drafts before anyone else, FEEL BLESSED!
There shall be more posts soon, I’m still getting used to Shattersfear’s inner workings, so do please bear with my dears.
P.S. A massive thank you to Kai for setting this whole thing up and providing me with a means of transporting my Mind-Poop across the intarwebs.