As anyone who knows me will know, my boyfriend, he lives a long way away. And because of this, sometimes I send him a pic of where I’m at or what I’m up to. Other times me and my fellow comrades, we like to pass the time out-nerding one another over email via the medium of photobooth. Occasionally I’m just plain drunk and feel I need to document that fact (much to the amusement of my own tiny mind). The rest of the time I just like playing with the booth. The result though of all this non-sensical self-portraiting, well it’s whole load of random photos which – not even mildly amusing on their own - when put in a sequence, like some kind of unintended time lapse, make for quite an amusing summary of my year.
A writer writes.
Friday, 16 December 2011
Monday, 12 December 2011
Friday, 9 December 2011
IT'S XMAS. TIME FOR SOME OBLIGATORY FUN
This week has been non-stop. It's been a lot of fun. There's been fake dancing, costume making, UV painting, fake reporting and advert making, shooting, a fair bit of laughing, even a Jaffa-Cake-meter eating. But no matter how much you're enjoying yourself, you still end up knackered. And inevitably it's always the worst kind of timing.
Tonight is our work's Christmas do. That's right. It's time to don ridiculous costumes, down a great deal of what tastes vaguely like complimentary ethanol and dance like you've never done it before. I shouldn't be such a scrooge about it, but my legs hurt, my head's pounding and I've got shed loads of Christmas presents to buy. But then this morning everything changed.
It's nothing spectacularly creative, but it's certainly not short on good spirit. It's HMS OCEAN's christmas vid. A few watches of this and suddenly, the rain begins to look like the first snow of December. The beeping of machinery around the office becomes the jingling of bells. And that distended whooshing sound of paper making it's way through a photocopier, well, it's the sound of the wind rushing past the window, whilst you're all warm and cosy inside...
Plus it's MEN IN UNIFORM ^_^ (although the fourth guy - the one in the shorts and deck shoes - that's questionable. I'm not sure that's a REAL UNIFORM)
Enjoy and merry christmas.
(The guys wearing nothing but a present are priceless)
Tonight is our work's Christmas do. That's right. It's time to don ridiculous costumes, down a great deal of what tastes vaguely like complimentary ethanol and dance like you've never done it before. I shouldn't be such a scrooge about it, but my legs hurt, my head's pounding and I've got shed loads of Christmas presents to buy. But then this morning everything changed.
It's nothing spectacularly creative, but it's certainly not short on good spirit. It's HMS OCEAN's christmas vid. A few watches of this and suddenly, the rain begins to look like the first snow of December. The beeping of machinery around the office becomes the jingling of bells. And that distended whooshing sound of paper making it's way through a photocopier, well, it's the sound of the wind rushing past the window, whilst you're all warm and cosy inside...
Plus it's MEN IN UNIFORM ^_^ (although the fourth guy - the one in the shorts and deck shoes - that's questionable. I'm not sure that's a REAL UNIFORM)
Enjoy and merry christmas.
(The guys wearing nothing but a present are priceless)
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