Eighteen til I die, I’m gonna be

Just been writing about Film Dash over on the 4Talent Magazine blog.

Probably more than most things where I’ve acted in a judging capacity , this was one that really made me think I should get off my arse and make something instead of writing about things other people have made.

Not sure what to make yet. It’d be nice to make A Thing before my next birthday. On that note, the last week saw three separate people thinking I’m significantly older than I am.  Let it be stated for the record that I am twenty five. Two. Five. That’s 25. I must look prematurely haggard or something. Can haz aging woez.