Monday, February 28, 2005

Tiny Wooden Stools Can Do Anything!

Even take down Scorsese! NOW you see why they are such a force to be reckoned with, don't you?!

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little pleased that pretty much the one movie I managed to see won the big awards. Still planning on seeing the rest, and I was pulling to the very end for Don Cheadle, but all in all, no surprises and no big thrills. (I know, I know, Jamie Foxx was spectacular - but when does it stop being acting and start being an impersonation? I guess I've never had much trouble impersonating people, so it's never been very impressive to me as an acting technique.)

Biggest irritants: the gross overuse of Beyonce, who should NEVER be allowed to take herself that seriously ever again, and the creepiness of Annette Bening. She's right up there with Carrot Top now - she just gives me the willies.

My favourite part of the whole ceremony had to be when Dustin Hoffman punched Barbra Streisand in the face.

Okay, he didn't do it, but you KNOW he was thinking about it.

Barring any unforeseen thrills or excitement worth posting, this will be my last pre-surgical entry. For anyone who's curious, my jaw surgery (lower mandibular setback, or "hacking into my face and moving stuff around in order to make me hideously unattractive for at least a month," as I like to call it) is taking place at Florida Hospital at 7:30 tomorrow morning. The procedure takes about two-and-a-half hours, and Travis will have my cell phone, so if you're dying to know how it turns out, feel free to call. It is an inpatient surgery, so I'll be at the hospital until sometime around lunch on Wednesday. Hopefully there will be no need to wire my jaw shut, but I'm not going to be able to talk, sing, eat, any of that for a while - it's kind of like if you broke a leg and they didn't put a cast on it - you still wouldn't be walking around any time soon. I'll post as soon as I can to confirm that everything went well, but it will probably be Wednesday at the earliest before I can get back to my computer, and may be longer before I'm coherent enough to type anything that would make sense.

I don't normally request good karma for myself - but please send me some over the next few days if you got any lying around you're not using. Thanks!

4 Comments:

Blogger LuLu said...

You know you're in my thoughts. :-)

3:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nothing but metaphorical kisses on the forehead, good karma, and prayers for ya Dulcinea

6:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

um yeah that last one was me-Billy

6:30 PM  
Blogger Eric said...

All the good karma I have is yours...along with this song.
"Be the well,
May the Lord who watches all,
watch over thee.
May God's heaven be your blanket,
as you softly sleep."

I know you will come out looking damn prettier.

10:43 PM  

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