[ im feelin this: blah ]
[soundtrack to life:television in the background ]
so, i watched the end of the oscars tonight in elisa's room with felicity paul and sara and elisa of course. and i was very pleased. lemony snicket won something, finding neverland won something, clint eastwood won something(s), all i all i was pretty happy oh! and the aviator won like almost nothing. bah poo on you aviator. watch in like a few weeks ill have seen it and loved it, but as far as im concerned i didnt care. i only wish that don cheadle could have won but i knew the award would go to jamie foxx. well thats cool i havent seen ray in its entirety but what ive seen it was very good and he was very very good. so im glad. beyonce sang like 8 million kajillion songs and i was pretty happy.
hotel rwanda was like the best thing. i didnt think i would like it as much as i did, but don cheadle was fuckin brilliant. just brilliant.
someone might say, kindel, why do you even bother blogging if you are consciously aware that no one reads it and/or cares. and to that i say, well i duuno maybe ill abandon it like the rest of my reaching out ventures.
don't say i didnt try, blogger.
in love with love and lousy poetry