Firstly, for those fellow Pembrokians.. New Directions rings a bell... School production perhaps?
Anyways... totally off topic and a little verbal diahorrea.
'What you talkin' bout Willis! What the hell are you doing back?'
I hear you ask.
Well... turns out I really quite need the outlet. Although I'm taking a new direction....
Instead of me sitting here, typing away, editing myself to a certain extent. I'm going to throw caution to the wind and my face to the camera. I'm moving away from the writen text, into the moving picture. I'm... do I really need to explain any further? But... just incase...
I'm moving to youtube, biting the bullet and becoming a vlogger.
I'm putting myself out there... no scripts, no editing... just me.
And I'm kind of shitting myself - in a good way (huh? yeah.. I'm just as confused. How can you 'shit yourself' in a good way? Well.. I guess I mean I'm once again pushing my boundaries and totally making myself vulnerable.)
Anyways... if you're interested in coming along on my journey, visit me here.
And here is the first gross, sweaty taste of what's to come.
Born in the late 70s during the depths of a harsh Melbourne winter, in her mid 20s, Karls migrated to a much warmer climate - then back to the cooler climate and once again to a warmer climate. With all this to-ing and fro-ing, she's discovered that home is where the heart is... in her case, anywhere that serves ice cold beer.