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I have not blogged for weeks. It's because I have been so uninterested in this year's race. Avatar was revolutionary but that dialogue, WOOF! I can't even be bothered to watch Crazy Heart because it's essentially The Wrestler and I hate Gyllenhaal. And Sandra Bullock is going to become an Oscar winner over Meryl Streep and Carey Mulligan.
Why why why why?
But it's Oscar Sunday and I am getting nostalgic.
I am thinking of all the amazing Oscar memories from past years and I can't stay mad at the Oscars. I jump back on the train and am counting down the minutes.
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