I’m an awards show junkie. Always have been. As such, I was armed to live blog the Golden Globes. Find the LB after the jump, but for those curious about overall findings, here goes:

Biggest Surprises of the Night: Kate Winslet beating Anne Hathaway for Best Actress in a Drama, Slumdog Millionaire taking home Best Film, how absolutely horrific Renee Zellgewer looked.

Regarding the Kate/Anne situation, I was thrilled for Kate and crushed for Anne. They are apples and oranges of goodness and just wanted them to beat Angelina (success!). With Slumdog, I’m thrilled (THRILLED!), and Renee? I’m still shuddering.

Best Dressed: In no particular order: Anne Hathaway, Kate Winslet, Drew Barrymore (minus the hair), Sandra Bullock, Eva Medes (above the waist), Rumer Willis (something that is going to take time for my shocked brain to accept), Olivia Wilde.

I say in no particular order, but Anne did take top honors in my book.

Worst Dressed: Renee Zellweger, Jennifer Lopez, Eva Mendes (below the waist), Demi Moore (I hated that dress. Hated).

Mixed Bag: Maggie Gyllenhaal (lose the accent at the shoulder and she’d be in the Best Dressed list), Sally Hawkins (if she would only eat something, I’d be able to fully love the dress), Tina Fey (I’m still not sold on the dress. I’m sorry, Tina. I love you. But…)

Now…the liveblog!
7:25 p.m. I now have a burrito and am watching. Have already asked self why Blake Lively thinks we don’t realize she has an impressive chest and wants to thrust those things in our faces with her dress choice. Color was lovely, though.

7:26 p.m. Tiki Barber? Really?

7:31 p.m. Maggie: Yes to print, no to extra flounce at the shoulder. And I need to be one of these correspondents. Vanessa Hudgens isn’t impressive. Nor is Zac. Drew’s dress, lovely; her hair and makeup makes her look like Marilyn on a really rough night. FIX YOUR HAIR, HONEY.

8:13 p.m. J Lo is contending for single worst look of the night, Kate Winslet made me cheer with glee for looking perfect (although it’s a demure dress choice for her, no?) and winning Supporting Actress, and Bruce Springstein has spared me from trying to smack Miley Cyrus’ tongue-sticking absurdity off the stage at the Beverly Hilton.

8:14 p.m. I am missing something funny!

8:15 p.m. Rumer Willis actually looks pretty fantastic tonight. My mind is blown. Eva’s dress is too shiny. And the Mentalist has AN ACCENT? Hot. Much like Blair Underwood.

8:17 p.m. Tom Wilkinson wins Best Supporting Actor and is, as ever, a classy gent. Renee looks like she stuck her finger in a light socket.

8:19 p.m. Laura Dern wins for Recount. I thought she and Ben Harper divorced. Turns out, I was wrong! I apologize.

8:24 p.m. During this commercial break, four movie deals were completed, two hookups took place and Angie put a hit on Anne.

8:25 p.m. Don Cheadle Burn After Reading ad lib lands himself a gig in the next Coen Brothers film.

8:27 p.m. Eva looks stunning from the waist up, like a drunken seamstress had fun on a bender from the waist down.

8:28 p.m. “I request and demand that you have a good time.” BEST PRESIDENTIAL SPEECH EVER.

8:30 p.m.: Hayden, it’s called powder. Learn it, live it, love it. And then get me Hugh Laurie’s phone number.

8:31 p.m. This is the closest Zac Efron will ever get to accepting a Golden Globe. In other news, I’m swooning over Trek boys, particularly Chris Pine, who actually kept me watching Just My Luck (Hayden, let Hugh be, given that’s he’s married and just get the Pine boy’s number for me instead). Anna Paquin wins lead actress in a TV drama for True Blood. Looks so much better as a brunette.

8:36 p.m. I ADORE YOU, RICKY GERVAIS. This man can do no wrong. Extras callback to Kate Winslet (“I told you you’d win if you did a Holocaust movie”) is brilliant. Truly.

8:39 p.m. Miley looks down when the Jonas Brothers appear. I laugh. A lot.

8:42 p.m. Johnny Depp looks appropriately Johnny Depp. Is it just me, or is he starting to sound like everyone’s favorite sunglassed Uncle Jack?

8:43 p.m. Now that Sally Hawkins has won her Golden Globe for Happy-Go-Lucky, I hope she goes to the afterparties and has a burger. Or seventeen. That said, she is a sweetheart in her speech. Emma Thompson shows me again why she’s such a classy lady. Oh, and catching up, WALL-E wins best animated feature, as it deserves.

8:50 p.m. Ah, found the real Extras clip. Enjoy.

8:51 p.m. Oh Jake. So pretty.

8:54 p.m. May I just thank the heavens for Ralph Fiennes? And brother Joseph? My roommate asks: “Do you think there is something every year, where everyone else is like, ‘Aw, come ON, we’re screwed?’ And that’s John Adams this year?”

8:57 p.m. I hate Demi for her figure, hate her for her dress (ick), love her cute moment with Rumer. “Don’t hunch. Shoulders back.” And here we go. Heath. Heath.

8:59 p.m. And all is as it should be. Heath Ledger wins, a scene is shown, goosebumps are felt. Nolan accepts: “he will be eternally missed, but he will never be forgotten.” Celebrities show appropriate levels of sadness. It’s a good moment, albeit sad.

9:05 p.m. Brokaw introduces Frost/Nixon. Nice.

9:11 p.m. Why does Laura Linney insist on wearing flesh- or yellow-colored dresses? She looks pretty decent tonight, but it washes her out every time. Oh, and she won for John Adams.

9:14 p.m. My memory is slipping. I’d thought Uma Thurman’s lavender Oscar dress was in 1994 and couldn’t recall the designer. Turns out it was ’95 and Prada. Still my favorite Oscar gown in recent memory.

9:19 p.m. Hot damn, Seth Rogan.

9:22 p.m. It’s Entourage. Not The Entourage. Just saying. Coming as a shock to no one, Alec Baldwin wins for 30 Rock.

9:28 p.m. Renee walks out. EW. EW. EW. EW. EW. I have nothing even remotely kind to say about this entire look.

9:30 p.m. Megan Fox looks classy and demure, although her hair is far too severe for that look. And again, I get the bronzer thing, but shine factor is way too high.

9:32 p.m. Paul Giamatti wins for John Adams and remarks upon “this little costume drama we put on.” Tom Hanks, I’m sure, guffawed heartily and realized that he is the master of the universe. Shoutout to the crew is much appreciated.

9:34 p.m. So that’s what happened! The extra fabric from Glenn Close’s pantsuit was used to make J-Lo’s dress. I feel better knowing now. Another 30 Rock win. Tracy Morgan: “I’m the face of post-racist America. DEAL WIHT IT, CATE BLANCHET!” It is always nice to see the Craft Services Lady get a much-deserved shoutout.

9:43 p.m. Looking at the online gallery at E!, I am struck by Kate’s expression in her photo with Leo. Doesn’t she look like a dead ringer for Kylie?

9:44 p.m. Michelle: “The same lady who attacked the bottom of Eva Mendes’ dress went after the top of Kate Beckinsale’s!” I’m busy telling Mr. Combs to get out of the way of a woman wearing a gown. And Slumdog Millionaire wins best score! I approve, as I saw it today and fell in love with everything about that film.

9:47 p.m. This is your Golden Globe moment. We’re going to pronounce your name wrong.

9:48 p.m. Tina Fey can’t actually be surprised that she won. Good gravy. “Babson Lacrosse, you can suck it.” I adore her so much I feel like I should hate her. AND YET I CAN’T BECAUSE I LOVE HER SO MUCH.

9:58 p.m. Huh. Turns out that Spielberg guy’s had a pretty good run. Who knew? And he’s still awesome.

10:12 p.m. I’ve missed you, people of Dunder Mifflin. Especially you, Jim.

10:13 p.m. Is shushing going to be the new walking on chairs of awards shows? Best director goes to…DANNY BOYLE! Woo!

10:18 p.m. Sandy looks pretty! It almost makes me not angry about her sister closing down my favorite coffee place/bakery in Vermont. I said almost.

10:19 p.m. Colin Farrell wins Best Actor in a Motion Picture – Musical/Comedy and I’m hoping to God he swears onstage.

10:21 p.m. He can feel free to keep repeating the word “love” over and over. Although offering up a hemisphere was pretty adorable.

10:27 p.m. Salma Hyek is falling all over Penelope Cruz.

10:28 p.m. Sasha Baron Cohen gets the groaner remark of the night for a Madonna jibe. Too soon? Not funny?

10:30 p.m. Vicky Christina Barcelona? Really? Like, really really? …

10:37 p.m. Have I mentioned that I loved Slumdog Millionaire? Loved it. So much.

10:38 p.m. Anne Hathaway is freaking out inside. Best Actress is about to be announced…

10:40 p.m. Turns out the site was wrong! Kate Winslet! Everyone, including Kate, is floored. Most of all Kate Winslet, actually. And Anne Hathaway. Interesting that they haven’t cut to Anne yet. Although it looks like there are cameras trained on her…And I have a feeling Angelina is LOVING IT.

10:42 p.m. Aw, Kate makes me teary-eyed.

10:43 p.m. Still no Anne reaction shot. BUT MAD MEN WIN!

10:50 p.m. Best Actor in a Drama is…Mickey Rourke, which surprises just about no one.

10:53 p.m. And that acceptance speech makes the FCC’s nostrils flare. Expletives get censored out, but not the middle finger from the crowd!

10:59 p.m. Slumdog Millionaire wins best picture and officially sets up an interesting scene for Oscar night!