Hey! So, the Oscars, right?

Aside from the fact that I think Keira Knightley's spot was robbed by somebody (I'm leaning towards Cate Blanchett right now, as much as I love her), most of the nominations make me very, very giddy. I mean, I'm not surprised by most of them -- I said each of the Best Picture nominees as they read them out loud, and I really think they should just give Javier Bardem and Daniel Day-Lewis their Oscars now and have it done with -- but I do love them a great deal. I still have to see Juno, but even so I'm rooting for Ellen Page for Best Actress because that would be an awesome surprise win. Marion Cotillard would be a fabulous win as well. (If you get a chance to see the movie, WATCH IT HOMIGOD. But don't go check out what she really looks like until after you've seen it -- the transformation is wonderful.)

Ugh. I miss the days when I'd already gone to see almost all of the nominees in the theater by now. *sigh*

In other movie-related news, I really hope I don't have to go to work this week, because I think I'm going to go through my DVD collection once again and figure out how to post them all on eBay or Amazon or something. Hmm.

EDIT: Aaaaand I'm laid off again this week. \o/

Also, I hadn't even noticed Hairspray didn't get nominated for any Oscars. Huh.

You know what I haven't done that I could probably do this week?

Watch all of Torchwood. Mmm-hmm.

*toddles off to work on that*

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Also, I've gone through my DVD collection and I'm at least up to a hundred and forty used DVDs I can sell. So that can be my job this week -- getting them all organized and neat and selling them on the internet and then mailing them, which is always the part where my interest kinda lags. (Much like how chocolate chip cookie dough somewhat loses its appeal once it reaches the cookie stage. Aaaaaand now I want cookie dough. Great.)

Oh, hell.

Heath Ledger's dead?! Says so on CNN, too.

Oh, holy crap.

Oh, his poor little girl. Maybe that's why I'm welling up? Um. *wibbles*

EDIT: I had to ramble at somebody about it, and I couldn't very well shriek, "WHAT?!" at the cat, so I just called my brother's cell phone and went on about it for a couple of minutes. Which ... he doesn't care. I'm going to get a phone call later saying, "... so?" *sigh*