Jake Gyllenhaal’s Biceps
I know what you’re all thinking. Something along the lines of ‘huh?’, ‘the hell?’, ‘seriously? we’re all talking about what he did and GC comes out with what, biceps?!’
Well yes, biceps. Because I don’t even want to mention what the rest of the world has been shouting for joy about these past two days, I’m that brokenhearted.
Luckily that glorious, manly, soft (oh yes I’m sure it was soft *sigh*), rebellious Beard that Jake dared to shave off *gasps* usually grows back quickly so it’s just a matter of waiting and seeing how long he’ll resist the submission to the daily routine of *gasps * shaving.
And anyway, among the myriad of tweets and FB and Instagrams and blogs and forum posts and all other means of information-sharing, carrier pigeons included, no one and I mean no-one deigned to mention that something else had grown along with what Jake shamelessly disposed of *gasps* and that’s…his biceps. OK, will you look again at this and forget about his chin for a moment? See? biceps. Capital B-iceps. That’s all I want to focus on and I’ll ignore the rest until I finish sulking (I usually act more maturely than this but I’m traumatized and therefore entitled to be silly).
This rather idiotic post is obviously just an excuse to celebrate something that I’m already missing, with the hope that it’ll return back where it belongs soon, namely on Jake’s face. I mean, honestly folks, what’s there NOT to like?
Not to talk about these very good points (which my friend Sasha kindly shared with me)
Look, it’s not like I would kick Det. Loki out of my bed, I’m not THAT idiotic.
Especially if he resembles Jack Twist so much
Speaking of Jack Twist, I got chills down my spine reading about the boots Jake wore and apparently brought home from the set of Brokeback Mountain: ‘It didn’t feel right to leave them’, he said. Shame on me that I didn’t know about this.