Showing posts with label Jamie Bell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jamie Bell. Show all posts

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Happy Birthday to Us

I believe it was around this time, one year ago, that The Cinema Club was born.

That makes us One Year Old.

So we're having a little birthday party. Because really, here at the Cinema Club, we'll take any excuse to party. And so far it's been great. We've invited all Sexy Saturday alumni, and they've brought stacks of gifts. 

Timmy put on a floral apron and baked the cake
 
Russell Crowe brought whipped cream and he and Jamie Bell got into a whipped cream fight. Both of them are completely covered. Meanwhile, Spike Lee is the DJ and Ryan Gosling is sitting in the bathtub. 

Hey, girl. Care to join me?

We've got lots of alcohol here at The Cinema Club office, and it's getting pretty hot in here. Thomas Kretschmann and I wanted to do tequila shots, but Jason Statham tried to talk us out of it, because he was DD for the night and he didn't want anyone to puke in his sporty car. Thomas and I replied with: 

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and proceeded to do shots. Next thing we knew Gerard Butler yelled "THIS IS SPARTA!" and accidentally kicked Jamie Bell out the window. We had to go collect him off the sidewalk and he was less than pleased. 

I am most displeased.
 
To make it up to him, we had Gerard Butler give him a cupcake and then everything was ok. Meanwhile, Wayne Knight showed up because he heard there would be food, and Jerry got pretty pissed. 

fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

So I had to have a little chit chat with security and find out why on Earth they'd let Wayne Knight into our party. Then Rutger Hauer started playing drinking games with Gosling, and Toby Maguire was trying to see which of the female guests would actually believe he is a doctor. Things were getting a little bit out of hand, but all was interrupted when Timmy accidentally burnt the cake. So Wayne was all: 

JESUS. There won't be any cake!!!

But Tim just says: 

Fuck you I followed the recipe.

So Wayne puts on the floral apron and takes Timmy's place in the kitchen. We all wait at the table like: 


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As we're waiting for the cake, Ryan Gosling asks if anybody would like to play spin the bottle and I'm like: 

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Then Timmy gets a little too excited and looks at Gary Oldman like: 

Gary Oldman Let's DO IT.

But then Wayne Knight finished the cake and everyone just devours it like this: 


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We've hardly finished our cake when Gary Oldman decides he wants to take Timmy up on his offer. So as they're making out on the table all our male guests are like: 

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So we move over to the next room and decide to do more shots. Liam Neeson ends up drinking everyone under the table and by 3am we're all pretty exhausted. So Jason Statham, our DD, gets everyone in the car and we leave the Cinema Club office in style. 
 

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They see us rollin', they hatin'. 

But before we go home we stop at a Tim Horton's joint and drink hot chocolate in our inebriated state. Rutger Hauer looks especially adorable. 

  

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy (!!!) Valentine's Day!

Hot Like Fire.
Readers, today I am feeling Hot Like Fire. I wore my sexiest shirt today and paraded around the university with my own theme song. This was me: 


"Too Cold for you to keep her, too hot for you to leave her!
Who's that chick? Who's that chick?"

So yeah. Obviously I'm having a  good day. Which is weird, because Yesterday I was all:




But today I'm surprisingly not bothered by my singleness or my recent heartbreak. Not one bit! I feel awesome and I still have "Who's That Chick" stuck in my head. 
She must be on Prozac. Or in denial. Or both.

EVEN BETTER, It's my Bestie's Birthday Today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! So its good times all around!  ~HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, READERS!~ Speaking of Hot Like Fire, you wanna know what else is HOT LIKE FREAKIN' FIRE

  Obviously this guy.

THESE GUYS, here to wish you (yes, YOU) a 
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

 


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Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Newsies! important matters that must be discussed.

38 thousand views will soon be upon us.

Yes. Really.

Let's talk about important matters.

1.) My favorite hockey team lost last night ...again... and I'm ready to wail in despair. It's like my own personal apocalypse. If this shit keeps up, this is going to be me: 

   


2. It's really freakin' cold outside. The kind of cold that makes you cough and freezes fingers off. The kind of cold that only real Canadians can withstand.

3. Tim Roth, Jamie Bell, and Gary Oldman were all in Milan together and I don't know why. Though after running a brief Google search, I figure they're in Milan for... a modeling gig??? 


Yep. That's right. They're modeling Prada.

For the longest time I'd see Jamie Bell and Tim Roth tweeting about Milan. Rothy is an avid TwitPic-er so every morning I'd have to look at pictures like these: 

While I froze my ass off in conditions like these: 

Hullo? Anybody dere? Cannot see, snow too thick. Steve? Dat you? No, just frozen penguin.
^ What I see when I look out my window.
 But then Tim Roth tweets a Photo like this: 

Jamie Bell on the left.

And I feel like this:
Toasty.

The fact that Tim Roth is taking pictures of Jamie Bell is just so.... *flail*


 ^This was me when I discovered the two were in Milan together. 
Fangirl Pandemonium

Then Jamie Bell kept going on about a "Motley Group of Bastards" and I assume that by that he is referring to the Pretty Boy Squad that went to Milan to model Prada.

So there you have it, The Cinema Club Newsies. Lets recap on what we've learned today:

1. My hockey team makes me cry.  (But I still love them).
Look what they've done to me.
2. Canada is cold. Especially the part I live in.
Streets are buried under  6 feet of snow. Walk dog on roof.
3. Jamie Bell and Tim Roth joined up with Gary Oldman and Adrian Brody (and some other dudes) in Milan and had good times while modeling Prada clothing.
Epic Brodeo.

I think that perhaps the Evil Gnomes that got together and created The Grey with the sole perpose to scare the living daylights out of me felt bad and decided to do something nice. So they said:

Evil Gnome #1: Rothy and Jamie, go forth to Milan to model atrociously expensive clothing.  
Evil Gnome #2:Take pictures of each other and put them out in the Twitterverse. Your bromancing will bring forth Merriment and glee to El Capitain. 
Evil Gnome #3: She has recently reached the all-time low of buying a second-hand sweater and wearing her sweatpants in public. You must bring joy into her life. 
Evil Gnome #1: Milan is the prefect stage for Bromance Merriment.
Evil Gnome #2: Gary Oldman should tag along too.
Evil Gnome #3: This is our best idea yet.