Bro, Mick Jagger called. He wants his pie back

This is my flatmate Jackson, the first person I really made friends with when I moved to Wellington. We bonded over some vomit (not ours) in the first weeks of university, and the rest is a history that has spanned five years, two flats where we’ve lived together, many excellent parties, countless hours of being geeky about media studies, hundreds of cups of tea, and all seven seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He’s also the person I’d stick close to in a zombie-related emergency.

These days Jackson lives and breathes theater down at BATS, but still finds time to rock some sweet headgear.

One Response to “Bro, Mick Jagger called. He wants his pie back”

  1. […] while sitting in the same spot on our living room couch that I must have taken this this shot of Jackson from, I was momentarily transported back to summer in a full on sensory […]

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: