william_miller

I've noticed: boredom makes updating much more fun.

I'm beginning true work on draft one of my screenplay in January. I'm actually just waiting for First Impressions of Earth to arrive before I begin to work on it.

I'm sitting here, listening to the "Central Park" theme from Kong (and I'd personally like to punch darthspielberg in the balls for getting me so addicted to this one track). It's so tragic and tender at the same time. It kind of burns through your soul, especially if you connected with the wistfulness of the moment, snow bounding across Naomi Watts -- it took you back to childhood, if you grew up in snowy parts like me.

I think all three of my Christmas gifts to SGs were recieved. I know all three were shipped.

I think I was thanked for two of them.

And I think there's something kinda wrong with that.

It's a matter of manners, that's all.

It hurts not to be thanked for your generosity.

You're welcome, Jessie. You're welcome, GoGo. (now, either GoGo easily figured out I had bought her something from her wishlist or she actually recieved it -- I don't know which, but still, it's the appreciation and the fact that it's something I would pick out for one of my own friends, and it's perfect this bizarre zombie-girl in Europe whom I happen to have seen in nothing but socks and shoes.)

For me, the upswing of negative occurences in life is best pointed in that it can always help influence your art; that it will make itself known, at one time or another. Awkward social things will be best brought to light in a more communal art form -- film, for example. Whereas a pit in the middle of the bottom of your stomach may be brought out in painting, drawing, or -- if you've got the face for it -- acting.

I love my jump from subject to subject. But I think there might be an overall theme here.

I think Bono says it best:

"Some things you shouldn't get too good at: like smiling, crying, and celebrity."

And with that, I bid you all adieu.