Game planned today, it being impossibe and all to set about building a better life for oneself without some kind of blueprint. Made the decision to once again start the torturous process of p90x, the most masochistic of all exercise programs. Results are guarenteed though, just need to have the willpower to go through with it.
Last night marked the last night of drinking for a while, yesterday marked the last day of soda drinking, nothing but water from here on out. Snacks have all been squirreled away and I feel comfortable getting to business. My head is in the perfect place.
I watched Forgetting Sarah Marshall for the dozenth time or so, absolutely hysterical. Now I'm in the midst of Intolerable Cruelty for the millionth time or so. Snappy dialogue is such a rarity these days. I love a movie I can put on and never look at, laughing heartily just based on what I hear. Even more impressive when it comes from a romantic comedy, which I have always regarded as one of the worst film genres. So much garbage pumped out of Hollywood in a shallow attempt to get guys to take their girls to the movies. The hypocrisy isn't lost on me that the one screenplay I've finished with my writing partner is a romantic comedy.
Work recommencing on the horror outline, movie up next is The Girl Next Door, figure I might as well keep it up with the rom coms. Simon and Garfunkel never sounded as good as it does on bagpipes at the Wee Church of the Heather chapel.
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