I WANT TO LOOK GOOD NAKED
That's all I want. Honestly. I don't want to lose weight. I don't want to be muscular. I don't even necessarily want to be more "cut".
I just want to look good naked. Obviously some of these things will be involved in looking good in my birthday suit, but they are not the end result, as much as the means to an end.
I've started jogging. When we get the pool going I'll be swimming. I play hockey twice a week. And my diet consists of Lean Pockets and Special K. I'm miserable.
I'm doing all this for a reason though. I don't feel like getting into it right now, but there's a reason. Trust me.
Just wait. I'll tell you all about it later.
A SAD TRUTH
If I spent every cent of every dollar that I earn over the summer on DVDs, I still won't have all the movies that I want.
And I already have over a hundred movies...
MOVIES
Since I've been home I've bought six movies: Mystic River, Trainspotting, Empire Records (the regular version), A Life Less Ordinary, Elephant, and Surf Ninjas. At this rate I'll return to school with no less than twenty new movies.
God I need help.
A SAD REALIZATION
I realized the other day that both The Manchurian Candidate and it's remake were directed by guys named John. Moments later I realized that nobody on planet Earth would care but me.
ELEPHANT
I'm not sure, but I think that Elephant is visually the best movie I've ever seen. And if it's not, it's certainly up there.
SCREENPLAY
I spent three hours today working on my screenplay. That's why everything I'm writing here is only a sentence or two long. I'm pooped out. As illustrated by the fact that I can't come up with anything more creative or accurate to describe the situation other than "pooped out."
I plan on having the first draft, which is really about the thirtieth draft, done in a month and a half. Anybody want to read it? I know I wouldn't want to.
NEXT TIME ON WILL'S BLOG:
Breakfast Club, My Wardrobe, and The Video Store Girl.
By the way, this isn't a ripoff of Clark's blog. Just a not so personal reminder of what I want to write about.
It's only been two days and I already miss Renee. I don't know how Adam does it...
That's all I want. Honestly. I don't want to lose weight. I don't want to be muscular. I don't even necessarily want to be more "cut".
I just want to look good naked. Obviously some of these things will be involved in looking good in my birthday suit, but they are not the end result, as much as the means to an end.
I've started jogging. When we get the pool going I'll be swimming. I play hockey twice a week. And my diet consists of Lean Pockets and Special K. I'm miserable.
I'm doing all this for a reason though. I don't feel like getting into it right now, but there's a reason. Trust me.
Just wait. I'll tell you all about it later.
A SAD TRUTH
If I spent every cent of every dollar that I earn over the summer on DVDs, I still won't have all the movies that I want.
And I already have over a hundred movies...
MOVIES
Since I've been home I've bought six movies: Mystic River, Trainspotting, Empire Records (the regular version), A Life Less Ordinary, Elephant, and Surf Ninjas. At this rate I'll return to school with no less than twenty new movies.
God I need help.
A SAD REALIZATION
I realized the other day that both The Manchurian Candidate and it's remake were directed by guys named John. Moments later I realized that nobody on planet Earth would care but me.
ELEPHANT
I'm not sure, but I think that Elephant is visually the best movie I've ever seen. And if it's not, it's certainly up there.
SCREENPLAY
I spent three hours today working on my screenplay. That's why everything I'm writing here is only a sentence or two long. I'm pooped out. As illustrated by the fact that I can't come up with anything more creative or accurate to describe the situation other than "pooped out."
I plan on having the first draft, which is really about the thirtieth draft, done in a month and a half. Anybody want to read it? I know I wouldn't want to.
NEXT TIME ON WILL'S BLOG:
Breakfast Club, My Wardrobe, and The Video Store Girl.
By the way, this isn't a ripoff of Clark's blog. Just a not so personal reminder of what I want to write about.
It's only been two days and I already miss Renee. I don't know how Adam does it...
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