It's windy again, and I'm not watching the Oscars. Tonight's more of a "curl up with a book" night, if that doesn't sound too much like a regression to childhood. No long, rambling speeches rudely interrupted by music, no fashion disasters or wardrobe malfunctions, no lame humor from soporific hosts-- just peace and quiet.
Except for the gusting wind outside.
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Monday, February 28, 2011
not watching the Oscars
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