Memoirs of the Angst-Bitch

I won something at work. Something that might actually be able to go on a resume. Squee.

"Photograph" continues to move at a decent pace. Would be more decent if I didn't have to work tonight and if either Kio had more footage or Soubi had any emotional footage whatsoever. It's ok, Soubi, I still love you even if you lack any sad/truly angry expression.

I forgot to add in my mini-post on the Oscars that whenever I finish "Psychosis" (if ever) and get it published, I'm totally devoting it to Lucian and Nicky because devoting works to fictional characters rocks. You go, Ang Lee. With your mens and womens. Aside from the choice of best song, which makes me want to drive a railroad spike into my head, I wasn't disappointed with the winners this year. Everything I liked won at least something and almost all the winners deserved their award. Dad even admitted the theme for "Brokeback Mountain" is gorgeous, just as the cinematography for "Memoirs for a Geisha" is second to none. Dad and Bro kept thinking I wanted "Brokeback Mountain" to win all the big awards. Sorry as much as the movie depressed me and was really powerful, I think it had cohesion and focus issues and the fact that it's very hard to sympathize with two assholes (ok, Jack is slightly less of an asshole than Ennis). I'm kinda tired of half the Net bitching about how the movie should have won. And yay for "Capote". Still need to see that.

How many times do I have to tell the Sasuke-neko no Chex Mix?