::mentally calculates Sue time versus board time::
Still, too damn early.
Oh, during the documentary award section, I was bouncing up and down in my chair. Not only was a high school classmate of mine -- Ellen Kuras -- featured in the mini-doc intro, but she was up for an award!
She was never a dumb cookie, but put all her energy into softball while in high school (#1 girls team for our state), so in some respects it's surprising she's done so well out of all of us, but in others, it's a logical progression with her drive and determination.
Hugh Jackman is, indeed, a sexy bitch.
So very tired. Want to go back to bed. Except there are strange men in my bedroom putting holes in the walls.
Come to PA, Sue. You can keep my Mom entertained over breakfast.
If sleeping face first in my Corn Flakes would be entertaining to her, I'm your girl.
NY1 is showing Mass. It's very confusing. But it's a new archbishop, and the last one just mentioned a press conference from the pulpit.
We've substituted Evelyn Hirsch's daughter with a Canadian. Will she notice?
I love Hugh Jackman, but I'm kind of over the hosting attitude of "We all know this sucks so let's just get through it." There is such a thing as too much snark, you know?
I like the concept of 5 former winners recognizing each nominee in each category, but the execution needed a LOT of work. Some of the speeches were fantastic (Marion Cotillard to Kate Winslet) but some were just weird and awkward (hellooooooo all the Best Actors!)
Dear cameraperson: Is the Milk screenwriter really the only out gay member of the audience? Really? Huh.
My blanket comment on everyone's dress this year: LOSE THE FREAKY SHOULDER STRAP THINGS. I saw at least 5 dresses that would have beenn really beautiful if someone hadn't hot-glued a hideous sash to the front.
I do not want to be at work right now. I especially do not want to be across town in the office I don't normally work in, but that's a whole nother rant.
