Something happier?
Jeez, re-reading over that last entry is a depressing experience entirely, eh? Still, let's try and be a little lighter with this one. If it isn't, I blame you. You've been warned.
Tomorrow night I'm performing same lovely stand-up comedy at the student union as part of my assessment for this semester. I'm still not entirely sure what's going into my set, apart from a graph detailing "How Many Millions of Men Want To Put Parts of Themselves into Parts of Britney Spears" vs. "Time". Yes, you may laugh out loud at that one. You have my permission.
Also going into the set will be a letter from Endemol UK detailing why my application to be on Big Brother was rejected. It's not real, but when I read it out in class yesterday people thought that it was. They laughed too, which was handy.
I'm pretty good at writing these sorts of fake-letters. I can get the authorative tone right, I think. I'm considering having another go at a podcast for this site(after Christmas) doing a reading of one of these types of letters each week. Say, 4-7 minutes each.
I don't expect it to be a barnstorming success, but speaking to Ian Tomey the other day I realised that I really should be doing as much as I can to produce content whilst I still have time to fanny around.
In other news, I'm managed to rig my A-cup bra so that when you look down my shirt it looks like real boobs. Which has me pretty damn pleased(although I'm still under no impressions that I 'pass').