my highlights of the oscars: matt stone, trey parker and pimp-marc. i laughed so hard i was howling when i saw'm interviewed by JOAN. 'blame canada' was kick-ass and should have won, if merely to get them up on stage. second, aimee mann's "save me" should have won. phil collins and his daught-- i mean, wife, ugh ugh ugh. he needs to shave off his hair-string - he's always been the anti-christ, but why announce it by looking like a walking penis? and look at that neck, and the evil, squinty plotting eyes and no lips! eeEee!! funniest lines - the 'thought' bubbles billy crystal gave to celebs in the audience: judi dench - "this thong is killing me!!" and michael clarke duncan - "i see white people!" .. excellent. weird thought: the matrix nearly ended up the biggest winner of the night. sure they were all for tech. things, but still. interesting. why didn't he win?: tom cruise. i can honestly say that his performance in "magnolia" was outstanding. thank ghod he didn't win: denzel washington. he would have given a tom hanks speech without the charm and any scent of humor. ugh. best but creepiest: angelina jolie. she and her brother was the most lovey-dovey and best looking couple there. very creepy. i try hard not to be creeped out because angelina is so kick-ass it's almost inhuman, and i really do understand how important his support must be to her, but her emotions, phrasings and overall behaviour with and towards her brother have very, very creepy overtones. but they looked fabulous, didn't they? you can tell he's going to go into the movies any second now, right? okay i need to leave this topic! most va-va-voom: winona ryder's breast! okay, i didn't mean to sound this rude, but i've never seen her wear anything that drew all eyes on her boobs before that it was almost as if she had unveiled a third nipple while she was at it. i never quite got over the shock, much like laura san giacomo, sarah michelle gellar and lisa nicole carsons' chests still baffle me. i realise i now sound like a horrible breast-obsessed person but.. they are so small... and their chests are so large... anyhow... veeeery very -impressive-. best of all... I GOT MY WISH! woo. beam, beam! i have been addicted to the academy awards show for the majority of my life. sometimes i think my addiction is what really brought me to america. yes, i do think it's kind of dumbass and commercial and inclusive and whatnot, and i often agree. whatever. i still love it. i vowed yesterday that next year i am going to sit on the bleacher's no matter what. i just have to. yesterday was spent the same way the previous two have been - i woke up at noon, clicked on the tv and found E! and had it on all day and night, then switched to ABC for the show and then back to E! for the post-show coverage. i need it allll, the dumb facts, old clips i've seen every year, the dresses, the mavs, evil joan rivers... alllllll of it. must. the only disruptance yesterday was when i bleached my hair blonde (and then spent most of the evening putting my hair up in every gwynneth paltrow hairdo there's been) and when gene came by and we went and shopped for snacks. no, i'm not supposed to be blonde - i got too lazy to add the blue dye, and i sort of want to get some more bleach and dye it more evenly blonde (the lower half is reddish blonde like winona in 'edward scissorhands' and the top is gwynneth blonde) later this week and do the blue saturday. snacks? big-ass frozen rising crust freschetta 4'cheeses pizza (EXCELLENT!!), doritos, coca cola, orange juice, jelly donuts, icecream sandwhiches... considering how utterly broke i am... nevermind. that's all. (heh) lastly - proof that i've always been a movie-natic: the first movie i pleaded and begged my dad to let me go see alone was "Out of Africa" with Meryl Streep. I was nine years old. he let me. i saw it. i was nine. no wonder i can barely remember anything of it!