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[21 Dec 2006|12:38am] |
Laughter is a tonic. It's the single greatest sound you can here from someone. It's the thing that most warms the heart and makes you happy.
I've worked it out. I have I think, found out the one thing that makes me a funny guy. And that is, when someone laughs at something you say, loudly, unabashed, and without pretence.
And it's a great, and brilliant feeling. To know, you've made someone just joyously emit that exclamation, just with something you've said.
It makes my gears move, urges me on, encourages me. It makes me funnier, and it's great. Me and Dan arsed about on his laptop and had a great bloody laugh, listening to mp3's and singing our tits off. Good old Danny boy. I left Dan playing his football managing game to go and check out what was happening with Sabrina. She's back from Uni, and was in with Lucy. Didn't get that far, as I ended up joining 'Tash (As I shall now refer to her, colloquially) and G. We leafed through some college magazines, and I got well into Phylly mode.
And god damn, I made 'em laugh. I don't know what it is, it's just the sound of people laughing that makes me do it, but I take a chortle and run with it. I am a tired, and moody sorta lone type of chap, but i'm at my best when i'm just relaxed and letting go with some fast cut quips, balls out surrealism, and silly observations.
But you know, it still reminds me that i'm alone. Funny thing...I want to do this type of thing, one on one with someone, someone who's in love with me because of it. I miss it. Still, I shall enjoy this over the Xmas period, just being chilled out when i'm not working, making people spit their tits off with giggles. It's good, yo.
Night.
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[21 Dec 2006|12:51am] |
I finally got this film to work, on my video.
I like this too. John Candy is terrific. Gentle, misunderstood character. Can't wait for the exploding car bit.
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[21 Dec 2006|03:45pm] |
Another stupid, silly, ridiculous day. Not only was it OAP Thursday, it was a day when everyone else decided to come in and eat too. I was out late, again. Half an hour late, again. Just like every other fricking day this week, late late late LATE.
I just want this bloody year to be OVER.
ARGH!
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[21 Dec 2006|05:33pm] |
Apparently, I can now count 'Tash as a new fan of my humour. The young panto starlet, I hear, thinks i'm bloody hilarious. She's in good company. At least four other people in the world think i'm a nutbag of chortles. FOUR!
I think 'Tash and all would probably appreciate this work, then. It's an art piece I describe merely as "Santa VS Alien". It took me fucking ages, and i'm now sick to my bell end of PhotoImpact 10. Read.
Right, that's your lot, get out.
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