Oscars play it safe shocker

I'm not a fan of the award show. I find them bland and useless. Case in point, the marathonesque sedative the Oscars have become. Oh, and Crash beating out Brokeback Mountain... big shocker, there. A film about LA beating out a gay love story- who'd have thunk. Why I watch every year is a mystery to me.

In my world, I have aleady won an Oscar, so I've lost interest in the whole enterprise. Last year I received a trophy for Best Dramatic Performance in a Homosexual Relationship. It was a moving and inspirational moment.

I say the ?-Boyf on Saturday, which was nice. At one point of the evening, he reminded me about a conversation we had last summer. We were walking his dog after having spent a few near-perfect days together. I remember saying something to the effect of "wouldn't it be nice to do this together everyday, for a very long time?". The memory made him misty-eyed and he expressed that he indeed would find that nice. For a moment, I was convinced I felt the same way... but the reality is always more complex. Point is, I don't know what I want for us right now.

I'm always lethargic and maudlin on Mondays as if a full orchestra is playing deeply dramatic film scores in my head the entire day. I need to sleep...