Monday, January 12
I admit it: I'm a sucker for awards season. I love me some Golden Globes. It just irks me that they tape delay everything out here so that I can't call my mom up during the show and ask her things like: What the hell was up with Drew Barrymore's hair? I love Drew, but c'mon. Also, I maintain that she was acting kind of drunk. Or high. Or both. Or maybe just crazy. Other bad fashion choices include Lurch, er, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Renee Zellweger, and Angelina Jolie's bizarre bloused dress. Otherwise, as much as I love Kate Winslet, I kind of wanted Anne Hathaway to win, just to see if she'd cry or go all freaky like the Happy-Go-Lucky chick.
30 Rock, Mad Men, boring, boring. Anna Paquin? Surprising, but okay. Slumdog Millionaire, all right. I was happy to see Mickey Rourke win, though. Dude.
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