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so you know that horrid sick feeling you get on Nov 1st because you've eaten ALL the Halloween candy the night before?

SO MUCH DAMN MAN-CANDY IN THOR: THE DARK WORLD OMG *swoon* And it don't matter that Chris Hemsworth was only shirtless for a hot second. All the costumes are so damn form-fitting that it really leaves nothing to the imagination anyway.

Like seriously, though. Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston obviously, but AAA, Christopher Eccleston, Idris Elba AND Ray Stevenson? ( mild spoiler )? Be still my loins.

Also lesson learned: it don't matter which Skarsgard male it is, sooner or later his pants are coming off. I swear that family and nudity...

but yeah. Man Candy Hangover.

The movie itself was pretty good too.

And back to the silliness:

Early this morning I dreamt that Donald Glover, Matt Smith, Danny Pudi and Benedict Cumberbatch were having a sleepover in our living room in full on 8 year old boy style. They were all wearing ridiculous superhero jammies, stuffing themselves with cookies and cursing each other over what looked like a very intense game of Mario Kart.

...yeah, as far as fannish geeky man-candy dreams go, that one was weird. Also watching Sherlock right before bed on Sundays is probably not a good idea. I had fucked up dreams after "Hounds of Baskerville" as well, but that's probably because I kept dozing off DURING that episode.

Speaking of which, can we give poor Russell Tovey a role sometime that doesn't involve him gibbering and screaming incoherently for once?

...just wait for it. (safe for work, unless your job objects to shirtless men and repetition of the word "sexy")

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNF

Seriously my dream nerdslash porn has just shifted from Elijah Wood/Toby Macguire having hot mansex to Richard Ayoade/Jemaine Clement. NNNNNNG.

Okay back to scrubbing shit.

To one specific person: I truly hope the direction you are headed is the correct one for you and ultimately will be worth the price of your passage.

Rest of friends-list: BASK IN THE SPIKY 80s SEXY THAT IS BILLY IDOL. *masculine sneer*

Goddamn, cell23 had some serious GQ motherfucker mojo on last night.

Seriously I would totally pay him to just loll about being manly in classy 3 piece suits if I could.

Guys, I think I've found my calling in life, or something, because I apparently throw bitchin parties. 'Course with the crowd of people that showed up to our house to properly usher cell23's fourth decade in last night, it's quite hard to have a bad party. Hell even the people that couldn't come but sent well-wishes via twitter (you were there in spirit, Mr. Berube!) helped, so yeah. There were also Muppets, Batman, Castlevania, and Mario Kart assisting. :) Special guest stars: cell23's now infamous Gay Bar Dance while he beat the shit out of his princess pinata (aersi helped). The terrifying pin the tail on the donkey game that oneforellis brought that looked like a donkey staring worriedly at his ass as red liquid appeared to pour out of it (it was supposed to be a target painted on, but it looked way too much like severe intestinal damage). THE MOTHERFUCKING INDIANA JONES CAKE WITH WORKING BALL. That's right you heard me. That cake was BOSS.

But yeah, you know how you know it was a good party? 2 reasons: 1) I just stumbled downstairs in search of breakfast (by the way, aersi? you're a motherfucking genius, thank you for the bagels) saw the horror my living room and kitchen are after everything... and grinned my face off. 2) The part where towards the end of the evening, cell23 (who tends to detest having a big thing made of his birthday, so yes, I threw him a party cause I'm a bitch like that ;) ) was being glomphed by all the remaining ladies present, and while cackling maniacally, declared that he should turn 30 every year.

I clearly win at everything. Including hangovers. I had quite a bit of "kool-aid" (hawaiian punch, sierra mist, tangerine vodka and slushed ice make great punch, btw) and then another_murray brought over pomegranate liqueur and i was just done for afterward. but I only have a bit of a headache this morning and that may well be because I forgot to make/get coffee. Yeah, I know.

But yeah, thanks guys. And happy birthday cell23. I love you, and I think it's safe to say so does everyone who was in attendance. :)

*pees self laughing*

ETA: Also that's not a typo

HELLO LADIES. He's back!



I really hope Old Spice runs with these for a while. Single tracking shots are awesome, and it don't hurt that The Man Your Man Can Smell Like is quite lickable.

ETA: Is anyone else having problems with their LJ comments not showing up in their email until hours later? or is this another consequence of my temporary account downgrade?