THE AVENGERS

I never got to make a feely post about the time I watched The Avengers.

Well.

This is how it went down:
I was hurrying out of the door, I had painted a Hawkeye mask on my face, it was raining cats and dogs, so I ran and carried un umbrelle. Then I noticed that I had forgotten my money. I ran home and asked my mother to get my money. Before I left I sprayed my fave with a lol-facepaint-stay-the-fuck-on-my-face-even-though-I-am-sweaty-as-fuck-spray and I got it in my eyes and it seared and in my mouth and now I probably have cancer or some shit.
The I ran back, I was late, I was in a really bad mood, I was sweaty and before I left I got a really bad grade on a french paper. And when we got into the cineme, it turned out that Alex had booked the seats on second row. That's right, RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE FUCKING THING.
SO. I was FML'ing. But...when the movie started....I was stunned. All of my problems disappeard. I LOST ALL ABILITY TO CANNN.
I was so high on amazing butts in spandex and comic book jokes. Srly. So. Many. References.

I am not even sure whether it was a GOOD movie or not, I was just high on nerd-gas, really.

It was amazing you guys.

You guys.

It was amazing.