Wow, we had an amazing thunderstorm last night around midnight, right over my house at one point. It's never like that -- the lightning is usually over the water, down the hill from me, or over east toward the Cascades, so having it right on top of us was a trip. I watched it for over an hour, and the cats were like, "What the fuck?"ing all over the place, but I was very excited. I loooove lightning from a safe distance. Poor Mr. Blues, though -- he'd just started getting back to his normal self after all the fireworks on the 4th, and still spooks a little too easily, and last night just kind of sealed the deal. I'm not sure how soon he's going to be back to normal.
I half expected Thor to arrive with it. Which is my segue into my subject line. So, I have no idea how this happened, but I've become quite smitten with Loki, specifically Tom Hiddleston's face. At first I didn't get why people were so enamored of him, but, and I guess it must be Tumblr and all the endless gifs of his face or something, but I'm all madly in love with him now, like fannish cupid has hit me with an arrow and I am quite unhappy about this! Because a) I didn't really want this to be a big fandom for me, super large fandoms scare me, and b) I don't get Loki at all, and I don't like that kind of character. I don't like maliciousness for the sake of malice, I don't generally like sociopathic behavior, and murderers are not an appealing type of character to me. I especially dislike villains who want to rule the world or enslave everyone or destroy the world or whatnot...that's always struck me as the lamest type of idea, and that's what superhero comics villains are usually all about.
So imagine my quandary. But his faaaaace. I love his ridiculous flip hairstyle in Avengers, and his absurd outfit and helmet (and I wondered all throughout Thor if anyone in Asgard ever wears, like, casual Friday clothes or anything, because they're always strutting around in leather and armor and full metal gowns and breastplates, and man that would be uncomfortable -- doesn't anyone ever just chill in godlike sweats and a t-shirt?), but mostly his huuuuge eyes and haunted gaze and his very large Chicklet teeth. Why? Why, fannish cupid, have you done this to me? Also, I really didn't like his character in Wallander and his hair was terrible, and so I kind of dismissed him long ago, and people should not suddenly bounce back into your interests like that. They should stay put. (Also, no I will never watch War Horse.)
So now I guess it's official that I love everyone in Avengers, sigh. Large fandoms with huuuuuge back story and canon really worry me -- I'd love to write, but I don't know enough to know if I'd just be doing something already done, and I can't wade through lots of fic because I don't have enough time to read my work, as it is. Bleh. I suppose I'm going to have to get icons.
Fitness training continues apace. My IT band is really problematic. I feel really unmotivated and I have to leave in about a half hour for today's session, and I really battled that on Friday. I'm not sure what to do -- I guess I'm already tired of it. I have to keep focusing on that dress for VVC and my clothes closet and being able to sit at my computer.
Here's two very different types of heliconia at the McBryde Garden: