((More updates… sorry guys))
Rants ahoy…
((Reblogging for anyone interesting in knowing why I’ve been gone for the last while and why updates might continue to be sparse in the near future.))
Well then.
…So I just told the story of Þrymskviða (where Mjölnir gets stolen by the frost giant Thrym and Loki and thunder god go to Jötunheimr disguised as Freya and a handmaiden to get it back then shenanigans) to a friend with characters from BBC Sherlock. As a bedtime story.
Sherlock: Loki
John: Thunder god
Irene: Freya
Moriarty: ThrymSurely this is a good way to spend my time at 2 in the morning.
((This is the shit that you guys miss when I’m not here. Apparently my skype is rebecoming the “Marisa talks about mythology hour” that used to be lunch period all through high school…
No regrets. Fucking love mythology.))
Source: egyptiansnow
((Finally caved))
((I finally caved and made a personal tumblr for anyone who wants to know the inner workings of my fandom mind, or the true level of love and adoration I currently harbor for The Avengers and its cast. It’s all Air’s fault. Blame him.
Now excuse me while I crawl off to finish watching Iron Man without someone distracting me while I tried to watch the first time, and hopefully Iron Man 2 without me falling asleep half way through due to lack of sleep on a charter bus.))

Starving or food from a decent cook who doesn’t constantly bake diabetes food shit? Well then.

Fuck. No.

Interested in finding out?

Hold the fucking phone, when did this shit happen? Who the fuck told you such a blatant fucking lie?

You’d be right on the fucking mark with all of that shit. It’s pretty damn impressive, actually.
((D’aww~ Thanks! I’ve missed doing this shit too :P. I’ve missed your awesome indulgences, too))

How the fuck did you get this shit here so fast?
…Oh well.

Holy shit, that’s funny! There’s no way in hell I’d be able to beat that fucker. He’s a polar bear. A polar bear. There’d be no fucking contest. He is one motherfucker I readily admit I’ll never be able to beat.






