I've managed to get myself sick again. The kind of sick where all I can do is lie on the couch and watch terrible movies like Jaws 3:D and the 2005 version of The Producers. I was sick on Oscar Sunday and haven't really felt better since. At least I'm off work right now. If I had to go up to the Thunderdome today, I'd be depressed on top of feeling a bit poo.
I missed some of the important categories, but overall, I kicked ass at this year's Oscar ballot.
Good lord, watching Nathan Lane pretend to be straight may be worse than feeling wheezy and weak. Ugh.