Feb 27, 2005
The death montage is my favorite part of the Oscars. It's the only part that means anything to me. And it makes me feel sad and nostalgic and appreciative. And mortal. I turned the television on as the last three stars were being remembered. I'm sorry to have missed it. Surely nothing else of this program will be worth seeing.
I managed to wedge myself into a weird grey area today. I could have stayed in San Diego and gone to one of a handful of parties I was invited to. I could have gotten back up here and gone out to the movies with a friend. I could have gotten home in time to watch the show on my own. I could have just said to hell with it. I guess that last one is the one I sort of halfway did.
I'm not pleased with everything.
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