Saturday, February 28, 2009


[A stream of consciousness live-blog]

And away we go...

Hee. Boy, Pete's a little slow at picking up the clues. He keeps blabbing on and on as Iron Man tries to get him to cram it, but nooooo... he keeps going.... dumbass. Hee.

Oh, poor Vizh. I'm guessing he has no memory of House of M. Which is just as well, I guess. I thought those two kids had a chance. God, I'm a sap.

Frickin' SHIELD. I'm sick of them.

Boy, Tony wins the Exposition While Fighting Award! Lordy. Extremis, the Ultimate in Multitasking.

I'd like to give Miss Hill a piece of my mind a swift kick in the pancreas.

Oh, Superhuman Registration Act.... how much has been said about that up until now? Groundwork being laid.

I do not like Miss Hill one little bit. Seriously, she can kiss my ass. Michael said I'd grow to like her, but I've grown to really detest her. A lot.

I had no idea it was going to go this way.
Some futurist.
- Hee!

I left my heart in Genosha. And my best pair of pants.

S'all for now. Sorry that was a shorty.

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