Gawd, I have even less to report today than I did yesterday! Activity-wise, this is the least active weekend I've had in a while.
There was plenty of life going on outside of my apartment today, as evidenced by the careful, detailed appearances of so many in Hollywood who showed up to drink conveniently-placed bottles of Moet and applaud themselves and/or their peers for cinematic exploits. Or, in at least one case, to death stare the fuck out of the winner after losing.
I had to double-check on the internet to see if anyone else thought that the look Taylor Swift threw at Adele for winning Best Original Song was a look, and not in fact an invisible psychic throwing star aimed at Adele's head. I am assured that yes, many others caught a little diva-on-diva death stare action too.
More amusements required...
...Wish you were here.
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