"no, i expect you to DIE."
i listen to heather breathing, making noise in that iota of silence that fills the gap between the phrase and the oscar goes to... and the announcement.
whoever is presenting gives it away before he announces it.
"it's a clean sweep! the lord of the rings, the return of the king!"
heather and i both start squeeing. she's louder than me, because kate is sleeping here and i am trying not to wake her up. "YESSSSSSSS!" i whisper as loud as i can, throwing my arms in the air.
yeah, i know. i'm showing my geek again aren't i?