having failed to find a webcast to listen to while doing my latin homework (full of delightful lines none of which i can remember except the rather staid "ut moneas carum noli desistere amicum," which is providing me with the moral backing to pester von thrice a day about searching for a job or an heiress.) i am refreshing my browser every few lines to see which oscar results have come in. earlier the floor was in the kitchen watching the red carpet bits over boston cream pie and finale cheesecake (all the girls were wild when orlando bloom came in, but he's such a git!) but now everyone has dispersed and i'm back to the praecepta vivendi. i'm really just waiting to see if vois sur ton chemin comes in for best song, and it's tedious to keep popping out to the kitchen. maybe i should just take my latin and go work in the kitchen instead. hm.


update at 11: alas, it didn't. so now it's nose to the grindstone.