21/02/2010

THE VAULT

Finally. It was a glorious moment. A match made in heaven. Time stood still and the angels sang when The Vault Sthlm met headinmybag.

See the grace, the poses, the beautiful people.... THIS is The Vault.









17/02/2010

Maria Maria

Me and fellow headinmybag-founder Rob met up with some of my lovely Uni friends on Friday for Maria's birthday-valentines-bonanza. Why yes, in a spontanious and creative crowd like ours some new head-in-bag-moves were bound to be invented. People, I give you THE DOUBLEHEADS, THE MARIA POSE and some of the usual.







12/02/2010

Cake in my bag.

Me and Oli made special Valentines cakes today. Yeah, its just a NORMAL day here on Milo floor. Just the usual, no need to try outshine the Fable lot. Simply no need. Oh no the Cake War is still on, dont think this was even an attempt to settle things. No, like I said it's just the normal Core Anim love up here on Milo floor. Or as we're called from now on: "Team Sexual Tiger" .



09/02/2010

The Coffee Police and Paramedic to the rescue

Fear not, coffee lovers on Milo floor. The coffee police and paramedic are in the kitchen saving lives as I speak! AND we have three new cafetieres!!!!!

08/02/2010

...But I don't have a drinking problem!

Look, just because most of my head-in-bag pictures happen to be at a bar/in a club/when drunk it doesn't mean the concept only works when drinking (or that I never do anything else). To prove it I give you a brilliant example of when and where you can have your head in a bag without a single drop of alcohol involved.


You see? A nice walk in the beautiful Guildford woods, a perfect time to put your head in a bag.


...I even spotted some horses!

People say I like to drink rum....

...at the Drummond on a Friday night. They are correct. Boys and Girls, I give you heads in bags from this and last Friday, enjoy!

(Wille: Happy now?)






05/02/2010

Oh, bring it ON!

Yeah so Neil Wallace on the Fable floor brought in tons of cake today (happy birthday btw, it was AWESOME), and everyone just went "oooh, who's ever gonna top thaaaat...". Honestly. I don't want to be a bitch here but if there's a master of cake at Lionhead, it's ME! You hear me??? The Cake War is ON! With the help of my cake apprentice Oli, Milo floor will dominate you, Fable floor!! Dominate!

To quote Oli here's some of our past cake- conquests. And that's far from all of them.







Friday

04/02/2010

ATTENTION

Today something significantly important came to my attention. Believe it or not, but there seem to be some kind of... uncertainty regarding the Head In My Bag- concept. Yes, confusion even. Naive as I might be I thought I made it perfectly clear. Ok, maybe not PERFECTLY clear, but I was blinded by my conviction that the message would speak for itself, and if not that then the PICTURES would do the job. Yes the pictures. For those of you who couldn't be bothered to scroll down the incomprehensible distance of three posts, I can tell you now that there are pictures down there that will enlighten you. BUT just in case you're too dumb to understand I've made this image to clarify things. 

A) No, the Head In My Bag-concept does NOT involve people putting their head in my bag to throw up. That's a definite no. 

B) Seriously, it would be gross to have decapitated heads in my bag. AND its totally illegal. 

C) YES. Look, there's a happy man. A drink in hand and a head in bag. There you go. Capiche? 



I live in Guildford

Guildford is a lovely little town. It's got everything you need, like London but smaller! More convenient. It's just that... some days... Well I just joined this group on facebook called "Shit London" (quite hilarious actually, you should have a look). Some days when I walk in to work all I see is Shit Guildford.

I'm not from England as some of you may know. I'm from Sweden. I wouldn't normally consider myself a patriot. In fact I think patriots as boasting, narrow-minded, inexperienced people. I mean, it's pathetic really. What so bloody good about your country, huh? Just because you happen to be born there... Pffft! I like to think I’m above all that. Hell yeah I embrace the world, wherever I go!

But here I am finding myself feeling unpleasantly at home at IKEA. Believe me I'm trying desperately to fight it, yet I keep getting into arguments with people about bathroom standards and carpets. My swearing vocabulary has changed from the standard “shit” and “damn” to “jävla U-land”. In fact I tend to blame a lot of my daily problems on England nowadays. Well to be honest, carpets in every form should be banned (and NO, it is not in any way great to have a carpet in the bathroom no matter how people claim they “suck the damp and moist right up”. That’s what you have VENTILATION for. Ventilation. It’s good stuff, look it up!).

I know I’m being unfair, but seeing as I live here now I feel I have earned the right to complain a bit.

So, to all you British people: I’m sorry. But THIS is what we call U-land.




03/02/2010

Wednesday Work

Im really busy at the mo. Really busy. Honestly I am!




02/02/2010

It's ALIVE

Happy days! You are about to witness a new dawn in the history of mankind. It is the birth of an era, it’s the glorious fenomena called Head In My Bag. Since you found this I assume you are either in the games industry, have no friends or no better things to do (in the first case the second and third applies, naturally). Alas, no longer is your geeky little life pointless and miserable. The excitement awaits!
It’s been called the "new lol cats" by... famous people. Yes, tis true! The message is unstoppable. It won’t be long until you will see heads in bags all over London, Paris and New York. It will spread quicker than the swine flu, faster than a Zombie virus. It might even grow bigger than “glas i kyckling” or the Internet. You just wait and see, my friend. Wait and see.
People will ask, just as you probably are wondering, how. How and where could anyone find the divine inspiration to create such an incredibly wonderful blog? Well I can’t tell you exactly how, simply because I don’t remember. I can however tell you how and where it might have been.

It might have been a dark and cold December night that a couple of very... sober... Lionhead employees sat in the back of a very quiet and tidy bus (the bus might have been referred to as "the sex bus" but why no one can recall, unfortunately). They might have discussed the beauty and usefulness of one spacious, black and shiny Louis Vuitton hand bag. At some point, one of the sober people probably pointed out that since this bag was nearly empty it could fit a head, a statement that needed to be proven. And so the first head was put in the bag. But it wasn’t clear to the sober people in the bus just what they had found. It would in fact take several weeks before this, the head in my bag blog, emerged from that ethanol cloud people would call the Lionhead Christmas party. But here it is. Yes, here it is.





Yeah I know his head is not actually IN the bag... But look how happy he is! And thats just by holding it.