Two In a Row

Last night I dreamt that I was stuck in the Paris airport without my passport, panicking; only that it was supposed to be Sydney, Australia because that's where my friend was; and I flew over there (for the day) to help him with what turned out to be carrying a package back to the U.S. for him. Did you get all that?

And the night before, I dreamt that I was in a large, "country-style" dance studio and frustrated that I couldn't rewind the right music to play in the tape deck; because I was freaking out that I couldn't remember the choreography and the rest of the dance troupe (about 30 dancers) kept practicing and none would stop to help me. Until someone pointed out that it was the CD player connected to the tape deck; and I still couldn't figure out the right song. Get all that too?

Hm. Two "stress" dreams in a row - I wonder what that is about.

Why Was the Oscars So Utterly...

...boring?

And now, an reenactment: Read more [+/-]

Yay! It started!
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zzz...
... Oh! Big black girl boobies! Fierce! Did she just say "AR-scar"?
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..Are they now doing the Oscars in SAP? Or maybe his mom doesn't speak English.
..zzz..
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Way to go bald chick from Minority Report! Wait, that's not you... where have I seen you?
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.. Woohoo! go French girl! more champagne for me please!
... and it's over! Thank jebus!

Jon Stewart had his moments. And I suppose it would help if I saw more of the nominated films than just Bourne Ultimatum and Sweeney Todd.

I'm thinking not.

Happy Birthday Everyone!

Today is 人日. That's the seventh day of the Chinese New Year, when everyone turns a year older. So Happy Birthday to you!

In following my 'I don't buy into Valentine's Day' tradition, I'm going to tell you about my day at Jury duty instead.

It was boring. And to my surprise, the clerk has to be one of the nicest person in the world! I thought all city employees were jaded.

No offense.

In actuality, the whole jury duty experience was even bearable - quite a change since I last participated. They now have Wi-Fi access! But being able to bring my laptop wasn't the best part of the day; they let us go early!

Worst part? Getting up before 9am has made me susceptible to the flu. Ugh. Nyquil, here I come!

Gung Hay Fat Choy!

Happy Chinese New Year, ya'll! For your reference, it's the year of the "Earth Rat."

And no, just because the 'mascot' is a rat doesn't mean it's going to be a bad year. Just think of how much you enjoyed Ratatouille.

Gay Sports Frat Boy Cheerleader

"The Giants won!"

That's what I found myself screaming at the conclusion of what must have been the most exciting pro-football game I've ever watched (which really isn't saying much since I watch an average of two football games a year) while I clapped and performed twirly twirls around the apartment. I cheer for the underdogs.

This seemed to surprise Boopy as he's never seen me so into sports before, especially since I was following the game and screaming at the TV like the best of them:

"Did you see that play?!"
"Another false start?!"
"Brother man needs to find another job 'cause he just got sacked!"

Okay, so I didn't say that last one. But still, Boopy was entertained by my machismo and celebratory style; enough to call me "a cross between a sports frat boy and a cheerleader."

I kinda like that. And it's kinda true.

And is it me, or was Tom Brady wearing foundation during the game?