eleanor j jackson
  • Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
    performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
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    friend. One day, she is going to be an
    ideas curator. Which basically
    means, she will tell you
    exactly what she thinks.
    Until then, you’ll have
    to read between
    the lines.

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be my date?

  • October 12, 2009
  • by Eleanor Jackson
  • · brisbane

If you’re free on Thursday evening, I’m going to Hoyts Melbourne Central to see Whip It.

Naturally, the extremely helpful people at said mega-corporation are unable to tell me when the movie will be actually be on. Apparently, because new movies are released on a Thursday, the timetables are only released on the Wednesday before. This was news to me, but I guess I don’t go to the cinema very often. But I live in hope that it’s somewhere around nine pm. After the Sugar Spokes ride and a big plate of dumplings.

I’ll be the girl with her helmet on inside the cinema.

BYO elbow pads.

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  1. sometimes October 12, 2009 · Reply

    I'm going to whip it, whip it good. And you can count on me, like a good Sugar should.I have a feeling, in these waters of mine,that the movie, could well, start at nine.Regardless of dumpling and BYO beer,it's this fucking movie that'll make me cheer.Sassy Juno, vampy red lips,one Lady Barrymore – I'm shooting from the hip.And if dont, Ill eat my helmet.

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