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I really thought my last post would be my last from a ciber cafe. Alas, it was not meant to be so. And the fuckers in the other, faster, ciber blocked LJ. Bastards. In any case, I'm connecting less and less - I'm not sure if I'm just becoming less obsessed with the interwebz or if I'm just too cheap to pay everyday. Huh.

I stumbled across a How I Met Your Mother marathon on tv last night, and completely fell for it. I'm no idea which season it was, and it took me a while to figure out who everyone was, but I intend to see it as soon as I can. I also just rented the first season of Eureka, yay. Let's hope I like it. (I was looking for HIMYM, you see, but they didn't have it. Aw.)

Okay, all of you FAIL because none of you told me Ultimate Iron Man was written by Orson Scott Card. I mean – dude, Orson Scott Card, A;SFJALSJF. So it was, obviously, rather fantastic – Blue Baby!Tony was adorable and Genious Wise-ass Teenager!Tony is brilliant. And Rhodey, zomg. And all the girls are capable and smart and awesome, which especially ticks my fancy. (And, of course, being this auther, all the kids were BRILLIANT.) There’s also the fact that the artwork for volume 2 is just gorgeous beyond belief.

I’m catching up with the entire Ultimate universe, and I’ve been reading The Ultimates (which is fantastic and layered and a wonderful rework of the Avengers, in all), and I about died when Nick Fury was talking about his broken nose (courtesy of the Cap, no less, lol) and saying that it was all right, that it’d been smashed more times than Robert Downey Jr. LOLZ. XD

Wall-E oh man, it was one of the most charming movies I’ve seen – the winning goes to Disney this year, no doubt at all. It was just really lovely and enchanting and Wall-e himself was adorable. I just kept on grinning and grinning and then I even teared up a bit. I’d really to go see it again. ♥

Now, Hancock. Um, well. Thing is, it’s got a great premise, and I did like it, it just wasn’t what I expected – what anyone expected, I guess; it was really badly marketed. I was expecting light comedy with some action thrown in, and what I got was drama. Well. As I said, nice premise, not so great execution, although Hancock’s loneliness and asshole-y-ness were rather nice.

I had a flamenco presentation on Saturday and now I have a sore from the stupid high heels in my right little toe. Ouch. it hurts.