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Russ

I'm so insignificant I can't even kill myself

About Me

I'm fairly easy going, and too nice for my own good. I'm hopelessly hopeless at everything, especially love. A romantic, but too lazy, shy, reserved to go ahead with my notions.
I like Laurel and Hardy movies, whilst abstract comedy sends my mind to new heights. I'm not that witty, but I end up saying random things, or embellished stories, until my assemblage decides to vacate the premises.
I also like to use a thesaurus to make myself look slightly smarter than the dim-witted idiot I really am.
Whenever I watch 80's movies; I try and memorise quotes so I can say them on a daily basis, until someone gets annoyed or tells me they saw that movie, too. "You need something more hip! More now! More 80's!!!!"
I find myself spending copious amounts of hours on the internet, and never doing anything particular other than waiting for someone else who I never talk to to come ...
When ever I am not .., I tend to be in a state of reverie making up funny scenarios, in which, I burst out laughing. I find most things funny, including the way people walk and sneeze.
I'm lazy and constantly sleeping. I never really know what I want and will constantly make mistakes in trying to find what I perceive as perfection. I apologise in advance.
I like to walk around the streets at four a.m. because no one is around at that time and I can keep to my own pace whilst not having anyone bother me. Sometimes I see shapes and hear noises, then I get scared and pick up the pace until I'm home.
Drinking is the only way I find myself having any amount of confidence. I do it more than once a week and I hate the fact I spend so much money on it.
I like cold bed sheets and even colder feet. I hate pointy shoes.
Winter makes me want to jump into the sky and tug at the clouds to release their blankets of snow. I love wrapping up warm, and jumping into bed with a cold quilt to shuffle about under the covers until my feet are tangled within the sheets.
I love my friends. They make me feel happy and I would never change them for the world. I love my family, too. My mum and I constantly bicker and argue at the top of our lungs, but we still love each other.
Trying to write music and poetry is always fun when you find you're constantly failing and discard everything, calling it another piece of mediocre crap. In the bin (or MS trash can) you go.
I spend more time thinking than I do talking. Conversations with me are filled with 80% awkward silence. I have social insecurities. I only find myself talking in a group of three or via a messenger program. I lost my humor and social skills a long time ago. I normally listen to the person trying to speak but never gets heard. I try and tell them I heard their words but nothing comes out. I spend more time writing about my life than I do living it.
Dancing like an idiot makes me topple to a 20 degrees angle when I'm out of my face on whiskey. I like to pull "weird" shapes as another poor dance indie band thump out low frequencies from the speakers whilst their faces get littered across the NME.
I find myself constantly feeling sick as I try to find the love of my life. I rotate fantasies on a spindel. My stomach is contantly doing the same whenever I get slightly close to anyone who inspires my mind.Music can take your heart, soul and mind to new places. As can reading and movies.
I sometimes take pictures. I'm not a photographer. I don't like poses. I like the way light manipulates the objects we see around us. I like over exposure. I love warm colours and the way they make your eyes glow and heart thump. I like to Document The Scene. That end bit was cheesey. - Click! Click!
People with a warm quality strike high in my book. I like cute girls with soft features, eyes that sparkle more than the stars, a smile that radiates more light than the sun and she as hell knows how to wrap up warm during the winter months. Mittens, scarfs, hats, and dead leafs mushed up in the snow makes me spin 48 times. Stick a red rose in the snow, and all the colours you'll ever need underneath a cool calm blue sky are there for you. Also, that's a title for one of my songs. I don't have many songs. Over the past 2 or 3 years I've wrote about ten – fifteen songs. If I ever got signed, albums would come every five years, if you're lucky. And don't count on any live show.
Sometimes when I feel like I'm gunna start I just have to stop.
-Russ
xo

My Interests

Music, guitars, vinyl, dvds

I'd like to meet:

Audrey Tautou, Jenny Lewis, Michelle Branch, Kat Shoob, Renee Zellweger before she lost all the weight.

I have some friends.

View My Fellow Comrades

Music:

I listen to everything including independent stuff / rock & pop / 60's / 70's / soul / jazz / punk / country. Some artists are:
Beach Boys, the shins, mates of state, craigs brother, appleseed cast, elliott smith, american football, miles davis, braid, the most serene republic, counterfit, death cab for cutie, panda bear, cardigans, ben gibbard, chet baker, stars, notwist, acoustic ladyland, cap'n jazz, animal collective, built to spill, arcade fire, bonnie "prince" billy, hey mercedes, eisley, city on film, guster, beatles, get up kids, dylan, captain beefheart, the good life, cursive, nickel creek, sean watkins, five blank pages, john martyn, system and station, mum, sufjan stevens, minus the bear, sharks keep moving, ataris, useless id, inspection 12, smokey robinson, four tops, jackson five, karate, geoff farina, neutral milk hotel, jeff mangum, tiger lou, teenage fanclub, ron sexsmith, squeeze, zykos

Movies:

karate kid, back to the future, teen wolf, donnie darko, green mile, usual suspects, leon, star wars, amelie, home alone, eternal sunshine and the spotless mind, lost in translation, american splendor, tony takitani, chungking express, elephant, harvey, ghost world, sideways, me and you and everyone we know

Television:

friends, simpsons, family guy, peepshow, futurama, teachers, sienfeld, buffy, x files, cheers, brasseye, the day today, jam, ER, columbo, diagnosis murder, wonderfalls

Books:

to kill a mocking bird, High Fidelity, A Wild A Sheep Chase, 1984, everything is illuminated, The Da Vinci Code, american pyscho

Heroes:

brian wilson, paul giamatti, ben gibbard, jeff mangum, tom hanks, haruki murakami, bill murray, geoff farina, john hawkes

My Blog

They do say 60% of what you mean in text is lost on the reader.

My first week of unemployment hasn't been too bad. I found myself watching movies I bought a long time ago and never watched due to them being too long (each one was over two and a half hours) or just...
Posted by Russ on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 10:11:00 PST

some photos

I goofed around with colour quite a lot with some of these pics, bringing in the greens for a cross process type of feel. Sorry for my reluctant updates. To make you feel better, I haven't even updat...
Posted by Russ on Sat, 26 Aug 2006 06:32:00 PST

Beard growing attempt .57 full of links without beards

I believe it's now come to the point where I can finally say:- Russ, you need to give up trying to grow a beard. It's not going to happen. It's patchy, ginger and blonde, and, well... not really there...
Posted by Russ on Sun, 25 Jun 2006 07:59:00 PST

Noisy cars burn my heart

I've been spending quite a while mulling this over. Since Wednesday infact. Tapping back a forth between words, sentences, paragraphs and whole entries to be honest. I have plenty of time to get this ...
Posted by Russ on Sun, 18 Jun 2006 04:06:00 PST

Woah, Russ. What happened to your face.

So... I ended up in south Woolwich last night. Hospital. Passed out. Police picked me up. Lost my camera lens cap. I think I may of gave my CD to Kris Roe. Or Kristopher, how he calls himself now. I h...
Posted by Russ on Wed, 03 May 2006 03:23:00 PST

The hum of trains.

I was going to write about my fun and frolics over the past few days but I really can't be fucked. Here's some pictures instead. My money spending hiatus is on a hiatus. The new Seren...
Posted by Russ on Wed, 26 Apr 2006 03:23:00 PST

I think you're breaking up. I think you're breaking up. I think we're breaking up.

I never did get around to doing my X-Files list. I got lazy. And forgetful. Lazy-forgetful. But we all have our lazy-forgetful moments and until I get some momentum going in my finger tips and letting...
Posted by Russ on Thu, 20 Apr 2006 02:46:00 PST

I need a funeral or a revival; both ways I smile.

Why have I woken up at such a ridiculous time of the day that I have off? 6:30am is just pathectic. I'm up so early I actually want breakfast, which is weird because I never have breakfast. I've come...
Posted by Russ on Mon, 17 Apr 2006 03:31:00 PST

boredom strikes.

I like to update my livejournal rather than myspaff. But, to fill my amusement and hopefully yours, here's some pictures from last night. My excuse is I'm still getting used to my camera and fiddling ...
Posted by Russ on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 04:10:00 PST

Take back your new narrow dress

Last Sunday I woke up with the worse hang over that I have had in quite a while. Admittedly it was only a thumping head, but it was enough to throw me off course for the day. It all started in the pub...
Posted by Russ on Mon, 14 Nov 2005 04:20:00 PST