Like most of America, I watched the Academy Awards last night -- more because of Jon Stewart than any particular interest in who was wearing what or who was winning what. How can one man (George Clooney) be so HOT and so COOL at the same time. Lordy lord lord.
I hadn't seen any of the movies that had Best Support Actress nominees -- oh that's not true, I saw "Junebug" -- but pray tell, why did I wake up during the night, not once, but twice (!!) trying to remember who won the award?
I'm trying to type this at work, the phone keeps ringing and it's someone trying to send a fax so I keep getting an earful of BEEP. Like 20 frigging times already. Don't you hate it when that happens? Damn, just happened again.
Since I have no life, and after reading a great post (the future mrs. bill haverchuck) on les cadeaux http://mk-cadeaux.com/ I decided to re-watch Freaks & Geeks this weekend. Specifically the last episode. For the love of all things holy I searched high & low and could not find the DVD's. Where can they be? Did I lend them to someone? I don't remember, maybe my niece, but she says she doesn't have them. I really don't think I would have trusted anyone with them (I'm a little overprotective like that). Fuck. So instead I watched "The 40 Year Old Virgin" which? Was fun and all but no Freaks & Geeks. Even if it did have Ken Miller in it. Dude, you are so gay!
Ok, this fucking phone won't stop ringing and now I have to like, work.