Art in the dark.

Just to get you caught up---I'm alone and going to die barren and alone only to be discovered by a neighbor's dogs a couple of days later. Okay. Moving on.

This is gonna be quick, because The Boy wants the computor and he starts to get whiny if I don't give in, but Oscar noms were released this morning while I was tragically on a bus and not glued to the television as I would have preferred to have been. *tear*

Anyway, generally happy with the results, except my loyalties are kinda divided in the best actress because I adore both Mirren and Streep, but I think Mirren will get it. Which is good. I probably like her the most. And Dreamgirls got left out of best picture in favor of The Little Indie That Could, Little Miss Sunshine---squee!!!

Also, Abigail Breslin was nominated---sweet. She probably won't turn up pregnant in three years like Whalerider.

I was, of course, disappointed to see Johnny missing, but I knew he didn't have a chance. As well as Aaron Eckhart and Matt Damon (yes, I know The Good Shepherd bombed, but he was REALLY good in it!!!), and no, I'm not completely alone in that, there are two of us, thank you very much. *sniff*

Let's all take a moment to grieve the loss of Children of Men's Oscar possibilites. *bows head*


Couple o' Oscar links for you---a handy printable ballot that you can print and mark up, and use for various drinking games , found here, here, here, and here. Wow. There are a lot of people out there with way too much time on their hands.

Hmm. Maybe I should do one this year.

Finally, Jennifer can't cry, Meryl thought she was a bigger bitch to more people, Rinko obviously can't speak English that well, Judi knows she's goin' down, Will just wants to get drunk, and Leo thinks he's very deserving.

You gotta love Oscar. :D


Also had the first class of the rest of my classes today with Mary, who I think should be awarded some spot on the Squishy Court, because I'm really tired of referring to her as "Mary". Boring.

JMC looks ridiculously easy if you can write, history scares me a little, but only because your entire grade rests on a paper and two exams, and art history is, well, it's art history. And I've taken the entire course before and gotten an A, so yeah, I'm not too worried.

The professors are great too---JMC is a documentary-making historian who says her nieces think she's professor McGonagall because she's tall, British, and wears a lot of black. And she showed us a five minute clip of The Daily Show, which means I will love her forever. History woman is your quintessential female prof, but without all the bitterness, and art woman looks younger than me but somehow must not be because she has a doctorate. Unless she was Doogie Howser-bright, she must have been blessed with good genetics.

Sadly, no hot TAs this year. Did, however, see Hot TA himself while walking to history. *swoons*

Kind of school related, but not really, I finished The Boleyn Inheritance on the bus this afternoon, the latest in Phillipa Gregory's Tudor bordering on porn for the historical set, and it was quite good if completely and utterly historically inaccurate. Except that at some point Anne of Cleves, Katherine Howard, and Jane Boleyn did in fact live and were at the court. That's about it.

I do feel sorry for Katherine Howard, though. Not her fault she married a crazy.

Going to go try to evenly heat lasagna that's been frozen in case of Russian domination (impossible), so I'll see y'all later.

A Little Miss Sunshine icon in celebration of their achievment~~~