Maybe I'm Wrong

Another of Austin's blogs from Wastrel-Myspace:

This blogging thing...it feels good...therapeutic.
It's like the modern equivalent of talking to yourself while jerking off in public...no one cares what you're saying but DAMN does it feel good.

It's not without it's dangers, though, oh my no.

I felt bad when I realised that the MySpace slander of my first post was potentially being read by the creator of MySpace, Tom.
After considering an apology I realised that the guy would probably be too busy fisting hookers with wadfulls of cash to give a fuck about what I write.

Reason prevails!

In other "news" I got to see the League of Gentlemen movie at the Gold Coast Film Fantastic Film Festival (good work on the name, fellas)...it was, as you might imagine, fantastic. I was also going to see Serenity but the creepy Whedon-ness (or is that Whedoninity?) of the amassed fanbase gave me the heebie-jeebies and I had to get high, immediately.

In summary:
LoG:A = Very Good
Whedonites = Very Creepy
Me = Very High
Score = Twelvety

Austin.