
Fuck. Yeah. What the hell. Yeah we all have an opinion on Duncan Grieve’s Metro article about Bfm etc etc.
Because everyone has an opinion, here’s my spin. I was there, as a news (and other stuff) volly for almost 2 years. Nobody knew who I was, but it was cool n stuff and I pretty much owe them my CV, really. I still find myself there sometimes, because I love spluttering into a microphone about music even though nobody cares.
Hey, I get off on abusive texts, gimme a break.
It was good times, it was bad times, it was neat times, it was sexy times. There’s heaps of people I don’t like, and there was heaps of people I did like. I sucked at what I did, but FFS, now my 3 years of undergrad means something and now I have a job at a bigger media place, so I’m all like, swanky now. As a memoir, I wear big glasses, I’m into super cool music, and I avoid Flight Lounge like the air-transmittable-AIDS plague.
So thanks, Bfm for being relevant to media types. You’re still cool, even though I have an iPod and a nice car stereo.
Did this make sense? Who gives. Yeah it’s drivel, but hey, I didn’t use a lot of adjectives, so it probably makes me a lesser person.
Thanks for reading.
I was actually thinking about buying one of these, but now I want to shoot myself.
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Girl with pimply fianceé at Flight Centre.
Ah, young love.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
When we’re ready.
So when are you and Caleb getting married?
WHEN A COW SHITS ON THE SURFACE OF MARS AND THEN BRINGS SOME BACK FOR YOU TO EAT YOU MORON.
got sick of twitter. so i deleted it. might make a comeback after i catch up on life.