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Yesterday it rained. All day. It was glorious, truly. And I found Thor at a Rebox and lost my redbox virginity (sorry, Captain, but you didn't appear until I'd given up on you and needed a Loki fix) to get it. The plan was to watch it with Mums and Widget (figuring that if Mums had trouble keeping up with the Avengers, Widget might as well) and with the lack of sun, the movie would be easier to watch.

Yeah. Thor's incredibly dark, even if the storyline isn't. Couldn't see a freakin' thing in New Mexico til Thor loses his shirt. Assault on the Frost Giants? Yeah. Also couldn't see a thing. Widget wasn't interested in watching to begin with (my sadness knew no bounds) and had a nasty habit of waiting til Loki was on screen and then making as much noise as was humanly possible. "Seriously, child?" was said more than once.

So. You know how you see a movie and then show it to someone else there's always at least one scene you want them to watch, pay attention, and love even if it's just in passing? Yeah. I even rewound things just so they could actually see Thor get hit a second time and they both still missed it. Sigh.

Anyway, then my heart broke for luxken27. :/

Now...sleep.