Alright, Tournament Cosmos entry down.

I will spend ten minutes working on Thor

then I am going to bed. sooner or later I will actually manage to get into a real sleep schedule again.

oh my god I just realized

after this weekend

I CAN START EXERCISING AGAIN

I WON’T HAVE TO PUT IT ASIDE TO FINISH PROJECTS

CAN YOU TELL BY MY CAPSLOCK HOW HAPPY THIS MAKES ME

EXERCISE!!!!

yaaaaaaay!!

my white and green wig arrived! 

yesterday actually, but I went from work straight to the biggest (only? I think all the others have closed…) in-mall theatre in Calgary so I could watch the Avengers, and missed it’s arrival.

due to sickness I couldn’t finish my Thor costume as getting out of bed was kinda hard

so we took the Bearvengers.

Andrew hasn’t posted the pictures yet, but we went to Buildabear and bought the avengers costumes.

Peter Porker / Spiderpig

Teddy Stark / Ironbear

Steve Rovers / Captain Ameribark

Bruce Bearner / The Incredibear Hulk

(there wasn’t a Thor costume. Otherwise there probably would have been a slap-fight over who got it)

Bruce Bearner is mine. He’s a camouflage bear. Amanda has Teddy Stark, she’s planning on giving him a scotch sampler bottle and a moustache. Mel’s patchy puppy is Steve Rovers though he is technically Lucien’s (her son). And despite his non-status in the movieverse, Amber has Peter Porker.

We had a lot of fun last night, and the movie was fantastic. As per consensus among the blogs I follow, I won’t spoil it for anyone until the 19th. I will say that I will be seeing it again. And hopefully not in 3D; there are entire fight scenes that were nothing but fuzzy blurs even with the glasses on thanks to the 3D.

Nevermind the fact that the 3D blurred out all the tiny details that I tend to look at/for when watching movies. Dammit, if you’re going to have a panning sequence taking in all the damage the bad guys did— I WANT TO SEE THE DAMAGE NOT BLURS. stupid mandatory focus point…

now I need to go answer the calgarystuck asks… give me 20 minutes dear followers

gotta admit, I am terrified of putting my foot back into my boots. or any kind of footwear, let alone spend all day in shoes and walking around on concrete floors

it’s at a kind of dull roar of pain right now, but I have to wait until i get to work to pop some painkillers given my usual sorts of reactions to them

stupid body

this is my 3333th post

I wanted to post something epic and awesome and pure win

instead you get this picture, and I am going to rant:

thank you, oh so delightful delivery person! 

It’s been raining off and on all day. Everything is wet and soggy and gross

so thank you for leaving my package on the front doorstep.

I know you’ve all gotten used to my dad being home and answering the door at first knock, so not finding him home must have been a shock

but you could have tucked it between the screen and the door

or even just leaned it up against the house in one of the dry spots 

they’re pretty noticeable

you didn’t have to leave it smack dab in the middle of the stoop where it is wet and gross

where it sat for four hours, getting wet

because I know when you deliver stuff to my house. I used to come home as you were delivering things

so thanks for that

(thankfully it was just the wonderflex and not any of my electronic components. I’d have been PISSED if any of that stuff got ruined)