Weekend notes

1. I missed the Oscars. I religiously watch the Oscars every year, including the nominations and prizes for categories that I can't quite figure out, like Sound Editing and Sound Effects (what's the difference?). However, it is all Tivo-ed, so I plan on snarking full force at horrendous outfits, ooh-ing and aah-ing over nice ones, and cheering for the documentary winners who have never won before and aren't famous at all and are almost always bowled over by being there.

And then, of course, there is my favorite category, Best Animated Feature, which I falsely and blindly believe will elevate the stature of animated movies everywhere instead of leading to further ghettoization of the medium and forever take it out of running for Best Picture.

2. On the other hand, I did see enough to remark that Charlize Theron's dress seemed to be sprouting a tumor the size of her head. Or, as alexctelander noted, it may actually just be another head.

3. I missed the Oscars because I was visiting the aforementioned alexctelander and sophia_helix. I came with two graphic novels to return and left with olive bread, BPAL-stained fingers, a quashed yearning for more yarn for my stash, and an entire paper bag's worth of books, only half of which is mine. I think that qualifies as an extremely successful trip. Also, I met Lily, who probably only likes me because I smell like rats!

4. Unfortunately, I ended up driving because I missed my train by two seconds. Curse the conductor, who didn't wait even though I was only ten feet away! May he forever get to the intersection just as the light turns red!

Actually, it was pretty much my fault, given that I overslept because I was re-reading the Burial Arc of Saiyuki Reload for the nth time.

5. On the way back, I re-discovered how much I love the acoustics of my car, which makes my voice sound good when belting out "Harbor" at the top of my lungs. I also re-discovered the joys of caffeination. The two may be related.

6. In case there was anyone in any sort of doubt, Saiyuki continues to eat my brain. Looking at the current rate of consumption and the size of my brain, I estimate that I will have no brain left some time ... yesterday. Or possibly a few weeks ago. Instead, it has been replaced by a Minekura-worshipping alien intent on spewing gushing praise of the series to all parties, whether they care or not.

7. In other words, my sink is full of dirty dishes and my errands remain undone. But I won at mahjongg and have books!