Dodesukaden

Kurosawa, gaiz. Jared and I went to see this film, gaiz. (Poor Cass was indisposed). We walked there from Ultimo, which took about forty-five minutes of slow walking, if you want to know. It was a nice walk. And then after the walk there was this film, which was maybe even better! I had to stop myself from crying approximately the whole time. Except for the beginning, which was a little old style slapstick influenced -- which was a strange tension the whole way through, between Western/modern world things and an uncertain Japan. At least I thought that was pretty much the major theme in it because of things which I don't want to go into because I don't want to spoil it for you because YOU WILL SEE IT. It's not even your decision, gaiz.

There were bits where Kurosawa was all 'eff editing, I don't need that bullshit' and just kind of forgot to cut some scenes together properly; and even though I way love editing, it's lack didn't matter here see because it was all about the stories of all these people in this horrible squalor village that seemed to be in the middle of a garbage dump and they were living there and it was so painful with only bits of nice but oh lots of worthwhile.

monster party

1:00 AM Time to rock...clearly. So I made a beautiful song to celebrate friendzy. Adventures in Garage Band episode one. Enter scene, int. messy teenage bedroom, girl on bed in a giant hot pink onesie staring intently at the screen of her macbook. She frantically splices together sounds, trying to capture elusive inspiration before the muse retreats. Fade in Rocky theme song and close up on triumphant face. Here it is bitches.


monsters.mp3

edinburgh castle - scotland

**schmmmmmppppp-beep!**

reporting live from somewhere! xx mia

Woah!

So given my illustrious grasp of technology and the interwebz it only makes sense that I should be the one to begin this beautiful blog. It is to be (I hope) a nice way for us all to keep each other informed of all the happy events we know of via the google calendar and perhaps even a way to write up little posts about the success, awesomeness, shittiness or failure of said events after they have been attended. Feel free to contribute, in fact I implore you to. It shall be a preservation of our dying youth and the fossilised remains of happy times for all as we whip ourselves into a friendzy. YAY.
love and guts and stuff
xo citizen cas