it's a convoluted mess
Bob and I had a movie date and went to see Man of Steel. Sweet Holy Christmas Henry Cavill. That man is painfully yummy. Yes. I said it. Go watch the damn movie and tell me you don’t agree. If Superman had had a British accent this go-round, I would not have argued. Oy. *ahem* Anyway. We haven’t seen a movie in the theater since…Inception???…or…Robin Hood (the Russell Crowe one)??? Whichever of those was most… Keep reading…Wrong Situation…
Bob finished playing The Last of Us. I’m not happy with the ending. Either they set things up for a sequel, or…Naughty Dog forgot how to properly finish a damn game. Bob, on the other hand, was satisfied with the way things ended. I had an appointment for an eye exam this week. I haven’t been to the eye doctor in two years and was long overdue, but despite getting postcards reminding me to schedule… Keep reading…Blinded…
1.) Watching Bob play The Last of Us. Fucking Christ THIS GAME. They have you crying before the opening credits roll and then…oh ye gods. And I’m pretty sure the character Ellie swears more than I do. That’s saying something. 2.) Family picnic tomorrow at the park around the corner. I’m trying not to dread social interaction. 3.) Season 11 of Red vs Blue started last night. I painted my nails red vs blue for… Keep reading…Wrong way down…
Despite making little to no progress on the Ben & Marina story for MONTHS, that project is constantly on the brain when it comes to writing. It probably doesn’t help (or maybe it does) that I tend to listen to the Ben & Marina playlist several times a week. And as given songs play, the corresponding points in the story roll around in my head. I’m currently hung up on trying to write a scene… Keep reading…Words that come to mind…