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So I am going to Comic-Con. Comicy comicy comic-con. Last time I went There were so many fangirls screaming either my name or Dom's name. I guess some of them were confused. But that's okay, well...actually it's not. I mean, he was born in Berlin. I was born in Glasgow. See the difference? PARTY CENTRAL!!! So yesterday I was shopping for deodorant and they didn't have my regular peachy smell kind with the shiny label. So I had to buy that gritty stuff that smelled like eggs. I'd rather smell like eggs than powder, let me tell you. When I wake up in the morning I don't have to make myself eggs because I already have it in my armpits. So basically if it is a hot day, I can make scrambled eggs in my armpits. Sounds delicious. Oh, and I also got myself a new cellphone cover. It is pink and it has Hello Kitty on it. I get all kinds of compliments from it. Only when I go to Chinatown, though. Which is odd really. Question: in light of your lastest movie audition, would you ever do a nude scene? Answer: Well that depends. If the actor/ actress doesn't have eyes that are symmetrical and/or has a speech impediment, I probably wouldn't You wouldn't want to have someone acting out an org*** and yell, "ARGH BELLY!!" over and over again, would you? Plus, they won't be able to see you correctly. You would probably end up laughing at them. Over and over. Then die. And go to hell.
Wow, wasn't expecting that. Orlando gets all the credit. Just because he has bushy eyebrows and can't grow his own chest hair. Why can't the answer be Billy's Boydsauce or Billiam's Boydpot? WHY ORLANDO'S BLOOMERS?? WHY?? -Billy
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This is me being panicked on a bed. At my latest audition. Haha, just kidding, I'm just at the Oscars party thing. There was just a big old bed out in the middle of the place for some reason. Who knows why, though. Maybe I was just imagining it. Then I got hit with some sort of gelatinous substance and started to scream. Then I saw a drag queen laughing hysterically at me. Or maybe it was Julia Roberts. In drag.
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