For anyone who's keeping track, I posted the second part of Soul Consequences over at my fanfic site. I also posted a new fic (by somebody who's not me) and a bunch more song parodies in the Extra section.

Damn. Sitting here typing just now I got wicked dizzy. I don't know what that was all about.

So. The Oscars. The only real surprise was Marsha Gay Hardin as Best Supporting Actress, and I was glad. I didn't see her movie, but it's always nice when the underdog wins.

I watched with my mom. She just didn't get Bjork. At all. I didn't really get the dead bird corpse that passed for her dress, but still, I'm cool with Bjork.

I still have to see Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Nobody will go see it with me because it's subtitled. But damn, Chow Yun-Fat. That's all I need to know, and I'm there.

It was a pretty uneventful weekend. Didn't go see the Matrix, because when I called for info they said they were just showing it in the IMAX auditorium, but it was going to be normal sized, so, eh. So I spent the majority of the weekend tinkering on the fanfic site and writing stuff and editing other people's fanfic. Woo fun.

I feel I should say something witty and/or fun, but I have nothing to say that fits into either category, and besides, I should really figure out what's going on with these dizzy spells, seeing as how I just had another one. Weirdness abounds.