Oops. I totally forgot that I was supposed to care about the Oscars last night. It’s not that I don’t care about who wins. I actually find that part interesting. It’s just that I can’t handle the red carpet, the ‘who’s wearing whom’, the political speeches, the non-political speeches, the after-show photo sessions, the parting views of the fabulous heading off to their fabulous post-awards parties. It’s just way too much nothing.
The funny thing is, I used to love that stuff. I loved seeing the rich and famous hobnobbing with one another. I loved making fun of the worst outfits and praising the best (as if I had any inkling of what I was talking about). I loved seeing the reactions of the winners and, even moreso, the losers in the crowd. I loved seeing who was sitting with whom. I loved guessing which movies and stars were going to take home the big prize (even though I rarely saw even a third of the movies nominated).
Now? Not so much. Now, the thought of watching the awards show makes me itch. I wonder what happened.
Ok, that was a pretty shit week. To all you folks out there that are (supposedly) wishing me well, I gotta say that you’re sort of letting me down. Now get out there and wish me well for next week and this time MEAN IT, DAMMIT!
Thanks so much,
love ya to bits.
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