Gothtober is Over…

… well, that was a rousing failure.

Mostly because I gave up after I started because life/work/other things got in the way as they invariably do.

Anyway, we missed a couple of important things and I need to redress it with this post.

Firstly – it was C. I.’s FIRST BIRTHDAY!!!

HAAAAAAAAAPPY BIRTHDAAAAYYYYYY TO BLOG!

So I’ve officially been talking shit on the interwebz for 12 months now.  I don’t know if that’s something to celebrate or commiserate.

Either way, pass the Bacardi!

Also?

PIE.

*nom nom nom*

GET SOME…

Booray, It’s Gothtober!

Fang-bloody-tastic!

Slick on some heavy black eyeliner (with some creative swirls – if you will!), squeeze into some torn fishnet and skintight black PVC, slap on some white make-up, tease those locks into some kind crazy birdnest and strap on an ankh – it’s time to get gloomy and celebrate!

Here’s an über quickie post to begin celebrating all things Goth for the month of Gothtober!

(it’s coz I’m tired and very lazy – don’t judge me internetz!)

Where Does The Time Go?

This week.

Hey time lords, blow me! But only if you look like La Tennant. Otherwise, toe jam.

What. Up. Yo?

What’s new with you internetz? Seems I’m the one doing all the talking of late.  Which vexes me no end!

So do tell me what’s going on with you and stop making me work so fucking hard for it, k?

In the interim, while I’m W-A-I-T-I-N-G, here’s what I’ve  been stalking, no wait!, legitimately researching, bahh! accidentally finding out about recently.

I think you’ll find it somewhat interesting…

No, really, I think you might.

I think that one up thurr needs some RIDICULOUSLY CAREFUL RE-EXAMINATION.

Join me, won’t you?

Ohhhh Sweet Sweet Nectah!

Honestly, you would think I had some kind of SICK obsession or something wouldn’t you?

But it’s not entirely all my fault.

Not when you’ve got glorious shenanigans like THIS (<<<CLICK IIIIIIT!) occurring. YUSS!

Honestly, can you blame me? Look at awla THAT!!

Seriously. Can John Barrowman GET any more faptacular???

Check those fucking legs out!!! Is it wrong that I wanna lick them from ankle to arse hump?

GODS-BE-ALL-SORTS-OF-WELL-AND-TRULY-FUCKING-DAMNED!!!!

GTFO you saucy minx, you make me wanna clutch my pearls!!

Movie Review – The Fall (Tarsem Singh)

The Fall – Tarsem Singh (2006)

A lovely little package of blu-ray goodies rocked up a couple of days ago. I was itching to see ‘The Fall’ as it hasn’t come out in cinema’s here (as far as I’m aware) and I’d loved the visuals of ‘The Cell’ so it had promise. It didn’t disappoint.

The official blurb goes like this… In 1920’s Los Angeles, Alexandria, a 5 year old girl hospitalised from a fall, strikes up an unlikely friendship with Roy, a Hollywood stuntman shattered by a near-fatal movie set accident and his lover’s betrayal. To pass the time, he tells Alexandra the epic story of Governor Odious and the 5 remarkable heroes determined to defeat him – a dazzling world of magic and myth. Only when the line between reality and fantasy begins to dissolve does Alexandria truly realise how much is at stake.

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Colbert, Nightshade and A Special Gun…

Holy faptacular crapsicles, internets!

I completely FORGOT to check in with Terry Ray and his Gaydar Gun Requests.

Well – guess what?

I checked.

READ MORE TO FIND OUT WHAT I DISCOVERED>>>

True Blood: Screw You Eric Northman!

Nightshade is a dirty addict!!

Alan Ball loves me!

Not really, but damn has he got a direct line to my brainworms or what?

Seems there’s been some dialogue going on.

Awesome.

Sauce.

But I digress!

So, the last few eps of Season 2 of True Blood have gone right for the heart wrenching gut punch.

Most would disagree, but to those I say kindly go tongue a rusty nut.  I’m not referring to the ones found in toolboxes either. Psssht!

POSSIBLE SEASON TWO SPOILER ALERTS AHEAD…

Just so you don’t bitch me out about it…

Whose Up For A Late Night Manwich?

Obsessed?

Moi?

You say that like it’s a bad thing.

Pssht!

Oh Sahibaa [Joy]!

Just some stuff that makes me uber joyous.

THIS… for starters.

Oh Torchwood, I just don’t know how to quit you…

More? You want more?

Let’s do it.

SPOILER ALERT RE: TORCHWOOD directly ahead…

Overdue Pie… Better Than Bad, It’s Good.

Hookers!!

Scootch your chairs in closer, strap on your bestest dribble bibs and slip into your most indestructible knicks.  You’re getting some overdue Pie!

Let’s tuck right in, shall we?

Sakis Rouvas ~save that spot! Will be there ASAP.

Take It And Like It…

I‘m still not really in the mood for proper blogging so this is what you’re getting instead. Me being a fucking lazy beyotch.  Do you care? Coz I certainly don’t right now… You’ll get what you’re given dammit! hahaha.

We all remember this delectable stuff right?

Who’d ever wanna forget all that?