Weekend overview (don't worry, I was asleep for most of it, so this will be short):

Friday night: every single one of my friends is busy. I finish The Time Traveler's Wife. When I'm done crying, I heat up a Trader Joes pizza and watch Ma Vie En Rose, in which I find I have been deluded by the word "whimsical" in the synopsis (thanks a lot, Netflix). I go to bed around midnight.

Saturday: wake up at noon. Man, have I mentioned how much I love codeine cough syrup? Have made plans to watch King Kong at the Parkway at 2 p.m., which means a 3-hour movie for $3. How cool is that? Discover I have run out of my millionth bag of cough drops, run over to the market and figure it's about time to get a decongestant so that I stop the cough at the source (the doc says the post-nasal drip is the culprit). All they have is Claritin 24-hour non-drowsy formula. Think about that for a second, folks. 24-hour. Non-drowsy. Right. Half an hour into King Kong, I have to go to the bathroom (yay for dehydrating decongestants!). Good movie as far as special effects goes. And if I ever stowed away on a steamer ship running illegal pets (and how exactly did they get the ape on the ship and get it to the US? It was bigger than the ship), I tell you that would be the ship I'd want to be on. Everyone's nice. Everyone's good-looking. Leave the theater, walk down to the post office and library because I have to and I can. Wait a bit and then head out for sushi. Have about a pot of green tea (this is where I'm a dork). Friend with whom I have seen movie and eaten sushi comes in and we discuss our respective dysfunctions for 3 hours. She leaves at 12:30 a.m. I'm too wired from the Claritin and the green tea to go to bed, so I stay up till 5:30 a.m., posting pictures from SXSW 2002. Figure I do not want to see the sun come up, maybe I can lie in bed and pretend to sleep. Fall asleep within 30 seconds. I guess I really was tired.

Sunday: wake up at 10:30 a.m. I have no idea what to do, as I really didn't expect to be up this early. Figure I might as well clean my apartment. So I wash my dishes and water the plants. Finally, it's time to get ready for the Oscar Bash at the Parkway, my theater of choice this weekend apparently. Notice that while it was beautiful yesterday, today it's raining cats and dogs again. Great. Still looking forward to wearing my cute-as-all-get-out strappy sandals when they and my feet won't get soaked. Get to the theater half an hour before doors open to find the line practically around the block. Some people have been sitting out in the rain for hours. I'm ok with this, 'cause at least I've been dry and warm for longer than they have. We watch the Oscars. I'd like to state that I think Jon Stewart was great as a host, *and* I liked everyone's dress, even Charlize Theron's with that thing on her shoulder. We think it's for later, when she gets tired she'll have something to rest her head on. Feet get cold and wet on the walk back to the car and I figure out that my boycott of umbrellas perhaps wasn't a good idea after all, as I have no idea how to get in my car and close the umbrella without getting all wet anyway. Now I'm home and not tired at all, but I'm going to try going to bed anyway.

Good night and good luck!

Oh, other stuff I've come across this weekend:

Real Live Simpsons Intro [via Bradlands]
Neat Google Map apps
Librarian Trading Cards
Cheney's Got a Gun
Renee's World [via Leia]
Muppet Wiki [via Kevin]
And I'm determined to go through every one of the photos in my flickrstream and make sure they're tagged as fully as possible. At 2874 photos, this is nigh on impossible, but hey, it's something to work for. I've gotten as far as this photo.