2002-02-12 | 4:35 p.m.
if you were a tree, i could put my arms around you and you could not complain

2/10 came and went without much activity. Thank heavens. I am re-obsessed with someone I used to like. For no good reason, really, just for something to do. He's a Pisces. I'm supposed to go well with Pisces. Right now I am eating a raisin bagel Dennis (another Pisces) brought me as congratulations. "Congratulations for what?" you ask. Well.

For the fact that Owen Wilson and Wes Anderson were nominated for a Best Original Screenplay Oscar, that's what!

Ahem.
It is most exciting. I hope he will be at the ceremony, not because I will be there too but because maybe then I will see him on TV! I wish my bootleg VCD of The Royal Tenenbaums would arrive soon. I am such a brat cheater, but I just couldn't wait for it to come out for real, and I don't have the time, the patience or the dollars to keep seeing it in the theater over and over again. I also just won the French lobby set from Zoolander. Which means I have way more Owen Wilson goodies than you. Jealous, eh? I won't even mention that one of kind proposal poster for Shanghai Noon. Oops, I just did!

The Fan is on emodel.com. It's fun and funny. He's so foxy.

I'm giving up soda for Lent. That's going to be rough. I am excited for 40 Days and 40 Nights to come out. Whoa yeah. I wonder does Josh Hartnett really do Lent. I always think things I do are done by all, like everyone is an Irish Catholic from Queens named Jane. Not that only Irish Catholics from Queens named Jane do Lent, but you know what I mean. I still can't believe not everyone says "soda". Damn, I love soda. But that is why I must give it up. For Lent, not for good.

Tonight I have a screening of Crossroads (no, not Ralph Macchio, Britney Spears) and then a Divine Comedy concert. Really what I want to though do is go right home and put on "Queer as Folk" and eat pretzels and raspberry honey mustard dip (yum!) and finish my bottle of Coke. I'll do that anyway, but not until like midnight. Not that I don't want to see The Divine Comedy (his A Short Album About Love might be the second greatest EP ever, right behind The Great Pacific Ocean by Thrush Hermit. It's just that I'm tired already, and I can't imagine anything's going to be better than that Oscar announcement this morning. Not that I care what the Academy things, but I want to see that man all dressed up and smiley. Yeah.

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