i never mean to watch the oscars. i usually just like to catch the red carpet to see what people are wearing but this year, the red carpet pre-show left me unsatisfied. joan rivers is a loon and i'd not only pass her on for m&ms, i'd skip her for dog ass.
eh. so i got sucked into watching the bore-fest. i kept having to switch channels during the acceptance speeches and billy crystal monologues. they made me cringe.
after watching the show, i looked up at the clock and said, "oh good, i wanted to waste three hours of my life."
:)
sigh. i'm so tired and yet restless right now. i know i should go to sleep but i also want to climb a mountain, have a six hour conversation, drink a mexican martini, read a book, write a story, anything, everything, and nothing. i hate it when i feel like this because then my head starts realing with a million emotions.
churn churn churn
p.s. why is it not okay that janet's boob was exposed for a milli-second and yet it's okay to see an old naked man holding his wacker and dancing around like a bafoon? gross gross gross. keep your clothes on billy.
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