In the wee hours of this morning, awash with "zomg homeless" panic, I tried finding a particular clip on YouTube to express something. Basically, "zomg hold me", as said by John Simm. Apart from the truly fantabulous acting in Life on Mars, there are some two seconds where he does nothing but fail to speak and look like he's about to collapse in emotional pain, and those two seconds break my heart every time. Like Simm's cowering Master breaks my heart, or David Tennant's John Smith.
Naturally, such a clip wasn't on YouTube. But then I had a brilliant idea: "zomg, I can do the clip!". (My first!) So, folks, here's the clip. (It works, ignore the camera thingy.)
And this, I fear, will be me in the near future, apartment hunting. God forbid, but not like gods are being kind to me anyway. (Clip by me! Whoot!)
(Clip from Spaced)
I went to the Mauritshuis Museum today after being cancelled on by Lander.
I'm currently working on an iconal post (see tags) because it's delisciously repetitive and obsessive tendencies are compulsive. Also, I have too many icons.
* Nthatisi Modingoane
Naturally, such a clip wasn't on YouTube. But then I had a brilliant idea: "zomg, I can do the clip!". (My first!) So, folks, here's the clip. (It works, ignore the camera thingy.)
And this, I fear, will be me in the near future, apartment hunting. God forbid, but not like gods are being kind to me anyway. (Clip by me! Whoot!)
(Clip from Spaced)
I went to the Mauritshuis Museum today after being cancelled on by Lander.
I'm currently working on an iconal post (see tags) because it's delisciously repetitive and obsessive tendencies are compulsive. Also, I have too many icons.
* Nthatisi Modingoane
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Date: 2008-02-10 08:45 pm (UTC)edit: *also, holds*
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Date: 2008-02-10 09:00 pm (UTC)*hugsqueeze*
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Date: 2008-02-10 09:02 pm (UTC)