Jesus H. Christ I am going to have to dodge the frickin' post-credits scene for a week, aren't I? And I'm traveling this weekend, so I can't see the thing in the theater before Sunday at the very earliest, unless I want to go Thursday which is nuts, I am not going to the Thursday night premiere of frickin' ANT-MAN just because Marvel has successfully manipulated me. And Sunday I've got six hours of hiking and three hours of driving to do. Plus if I wait until Monday my money won't be counted toward opening weekend, take that, Ant-Man. Which may well be a lovely and very enjoyable movie, reviews seem to be not terrible! I'm just resentful.
(I have so far squinted past five gif sets, each of which had a different spoiler tag I had to put into xkit. Whiiiiiiiiine.)
In a world where I had willpower, I would just play it safe, stay off of Tumblr for the next few days until I'm at the lake house and away from decent cell service, and use that time to make progress on the utter disaster that is my apartment right now. This is not that world. Though to be fair to myself, I have been using a bunch of willpower on things like "hike in circles for six hours to prepare for Big Hiking," so credit where it's due, I guess.