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Wow, look what still exists.

Continuing to bore you with what I've read lately. I wouldn't call these reviews; if I have something to say about the book I will but if I don't I won't.

Embassy Row, a Mycroft Holmes Mystery, by Quinn Fawcett

So! Second in a series about Sherlock's older, smarter brother. Found it at a library book sale so I scooped it up, of course. A good read, if not very fast-paced. It's told from the point of view of Mycroft's assistant, and the poor guy seems to get beat up a lot. I'm gonna hang onto it, though, and see if I can track down the other two in the series as, while the book stands well on its own, references past events.

I feel like I need to update this, now and again. I still bop about LJ, but usually only on communities. Now I come back and the interface has changed. I hate that. Oh well. I guess I'll just talk about what I'm reading.

Just finished American Gods by Neil Gaiman. It was okay. I enjoyed it, but not enough to hang on to it. Re-reading it wouldn't be any fun as it was kinda slow.

I also totally wanted Wednesday and Loki to succeed and become badasses by wiping out the other gods but that didn't happen. It's a bad day for Loki, because...

Also finished Thor/Journey Into Mystery: Everything Burns.
Everything hurts, you mean. FEELS everywhere.

Poor Loki. I'm gonna go cry in the corner now.

Got a call from the neighbor saying there’s a cougar in the area again. Normally no big deal but I walk my dog on the back roads a lot, and this time of the year there’s not much daylight. My dad offered me one of his guns, but I pointed out I’ve never shot a handgun, I’d need a rifle. In the end we settled on the shotgun. Less aiming and a shorter range.

Don’t know how I’m gonna juggle that, a flashlight, and my dog, but we’ll see. I doubt I’ll really need it, but them pumas are crafty, ya know? Stalking little shitheads.

Guys. GUYS.

Avengers as Metalocalypse.

Think about it.

Coulson as Offdensen.

Fury and the mysterious Council as Fury and the mysterious Tribunal.

The team as the band.

They have a fucking flying fortress.

And Loki as Dr. Rockso who just shows up now and then (despite the team telling Thor to stop letting him come around, damnit. “But he’s my brother! He just needs a hugs!”) who leers over your shoulder and says: “I’m Loki, of Asgard. I do cocaine I have an army.”

yeah

So! Finally finished reading Parzifal by Wolfram von Eschenbach.

Honestly? I am neither a fast reader or a particularly good one even on the best of days. It seems medieval German Arthurian epics kinda push my limits. Whew! A slow but interesting read nonetheless.

So now I've started the Elder Edda.

Because I don't learn, apparently.

Finally saw the Avengers.

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SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

that is all

BECAUSE I HAVEN'T HARASSED YOU ALL WITH MY CRAPPY ART IN FOREVER even though it's on deviantart I don't care

And myth Loki's the greatest thing since the sandwich. AND HE CAME BEFORE THE SANDWICH.

Because the shelf was sagging and every time I wanted to pull one out they all fell over. Annoying.

So, um, update? I guess. Not much going on.

Barracks parties always involve hookas around here XD

I'm not allowed to have absinthe or mix my own drinks anymore, apparently. I got drunk as shit. There is a blank spot in my mind and I hate that, but all I did was sit there comatose/pass out on the grass. I remember throwing up and then not moving for over an hour, waiting to sober up. Didn't happen. The guys had to walk me back to my room. I threw up on the way again and immediately fell asleep when I crawled into bed. I was still aware enough to announce to the guys, as I'm pulling off my pants, "It's okay, I got shorts on, it's okay...." This was followed by apologies and appreciation like a broken record until I was out.

(The drunken stages of Bevan go like this, by the way: buzzed = giggly with petting and hugging, drunk = cackling and running around, really drunk = I can get up on my own, damnit! Don't touch my key, I can get the door open, see? DON'T TOUCH MY LAPTOP WHAT ARE YOU DOING?)

"Belligerent" is the word one of the sergeants used to describe me. WTF.

Meanwhile: Why do I love this fandom so much? No one knows. Bought a Thor and Loki action figure, because it amused me and my barracks room isn't nerdy enough. I want to put Loki in my car.

Sigyn's ready! Now I just need to get her shipped down here. Not cheap XP
But neither will be maintaining both of them.
Loki and Sigyn: Om nom nom gas mmm nom nom...

After over 70 days of over 100 degree weather, it finally cooled the fuck down. I can watch the fucking fires from my room. We find it ironic we can't get any water around here while the east coast has too much of it.

I guess that's enough for now. La la la...

Loki is a dick who likes fucking with me. This is a fact. When it's not steering wheels popping off its a mysterious refusal to start (that is magically fixed as soon as I mention "towing" around him).

Today he spun out. I was going like...15mph. Granted, it had just rained and it's been HOT AS FUCK the past couple weeks or so and so the ground was a little slick but not that much. Swung all the way around before I realized I wasn't going to regain control and hit the brakes. And then calmly drove back the way I came so it probably looked like I did the worst U-turn ever. Save the squealing tires, o' course. Turned around at the motorpool and tried again with less thrilling results.

Yes, you're hilarious and you've got the moves, Loki. Now stop it.

Meanwhile, Sigyn finally got picked up and should be repaired and ready to be shipped down here soon! And then I'll have two gas guzzling beasts! Yaaay!

I like my cars too much.