that, my lad, was a velociraptor

*Warning: this very overdue post contains an excessive use of caps-lock and some mild emotions.

So stuff happened, and I missed it.  That's one of my greatest talents, actually, missing stuff.  Whether it be by accident, like when I saw The Avengers in theatres.  I was focused on it the whole time, except for when Fury made a reference to "flying monkeys", when something   I don't know what   distracted me for one second, and Cap says "I understood that reference!", and the whole theatre can't breathe for laughing, and I'm all "What?  What?!?  What reference?!  TELL MEEEEE!!"  It was awful. 

Or on purpose, because I didn't fully comprehend how great that thing would be, or I did and I just wimped out for any number of facepalm-inducing reasons.

Or just by the ill-fated wind that blows, circumstances conspire against me   lack of funds, lack of people to go with, lack of a bajillion other things   I was not in the arena they call Hall H on a certain day this week to be subjugated   or to defy subjugation...always wanted to do that   by a certain Frost Giant of Asgard burdened with glorious purpose.



Ah, Tom.  What a fantastic chap.  I may have said that before.  Well, saying it again don't hurt nothin'.  The fact that one can watch an hour long interview with him and grin the whole time is something.  Tom says lovely things and does great impersonations, and Zach makes weird faces.  Though if you do watch it, which you really should if you have an hour to spare, f-word at 0:18 and 1:02:34...pretty much anytime Zach is left alone on stage.  
Or if you don't have time to watch the whole thing, and you're one of the cool people who think that there should be a remake of The Scarlet Pimpernel, even though the old one is still as dandy as ever, and you think he really needs (it's a NEED need, not just a need) to play Percy, skip to 0:42:16 and then smack the arms of your chair and spin in circles while jumping on your pretend pogo stick because HE SAID EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTEDNEEDED HIM TO SAY.  And also something about sliding down some stairs... 



But besides all this disappointment I am feeling on account of me not being at Comic Con, and the rage I am feeling at tumblr (yes, I have tumblr now.  Of all the bad ideas...) for destroying my okayness at not being at the place in question...  
You've all seen the How to Train Your Dragon 2 teaser?

 HICCUP YOU'RE FLYING AND YOU HAVE A SWORD OF FLAME AND YOU DONE GONE AND GREW UP WITHOUT MY PERMISSION BUT I THINK I FORGIVE YOU.  But what a great teaser, though?  And the poster?  Yes.

We are are so ready for this.  Very much so.  And this video (from, guess where...Comic Con! *muted wail of agony*)...it's a trilogy!  *squees of joyousness*  Ahem.

Speaking of trailers we've all seen...The Desolation of Smaug.  I am calm.  I am calm.  You guys should see how calm I am.  Nothing but calmness here!  My calmness has calmness on it's calmness.  I am calm as a starfish on the ocean floor.  I...am...calm.  *struggles to repress feelings that would indicate otherwise, fails and so goes off to compose self so as not to break the caps-lock and annoy you to death but I. AM. CALM.*
  
And in other news, Matt's leaving and shaved his head.  

Karen also shaved her head.  Her hair.  Her lovely ginger hair...

The title of The Avengers sequel was announced  The Age of Ultron.  Sweet.

My new bedroom now has half a wall.

Kate had offspring.  

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I finally got caught up on Doctor Who (we'll just ignore Classic Who for now for the sake of all our sanity) for the first time since ever.  The Name of the Doctor.  The end of it though...

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 Moffat.  Moffat, Moffat, Moffat.  WHAT HAVE YOU DONE YOU CHEATING RAT?!?  I'm angry, Moffat.  WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO MESS WITH NINE?  I'm angry and worried. I really don't know what this will do to me.  
Also, why is Matt leaving?  You said confirmed for season 8!  I'm sure I'll love the next Doctor.  Undoubtedly.  But gosh.  It just gives me the GRRRRRs.  GRRRRRR.

Uummm...where was I?    

I saw Iron Man.  Pretty excellent, it was.  

Obviously, I forgot I meant to post more than once a month.  But in my defense, my computer needed work (again), and they kept if for a whole week, even though we paid for express service.  Horrible ordeal.  

Oh, oh, oh!  Watched Lord of the Rings again a couple weeks ago.  Honestly, I love them more each time I watch them.  I also get more emotional. :/  I used to be able to watch Frodo sail away with the Elves and have the whole thing end and just be like "I feel a slight tingling in my fingers.  I think it's effecting me."  But now that I'm the emotionally wrecked and pathetic creature that I am, it went more like me bawling like a baby (I used to be so strong...) and mum asking ina shocked voice "Are you actually crying?" and me shooting back (as much as one can "shoot back" when they're drowning in their own homemade seawater) "Not all tears are an evil, okay?!?" 

Alright.  I've said what I felt I needed to say.  I'm going now.  I'll be back sometime soonish.  But right now, I need...something.  Ice cream...Merlin...sleep.  

Nessie out.