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[starlingthefool]

So, this has been a week.

First, I finally listened to

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[chibi_lurrel]

1) Well, Lenny tried. He said he modeled his mannerisms off a bisexual friend of his.

2) Congrats on full insurance! Perfect time to get a tooth pulled.

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[starlingthefool]

He tried, and he did a fine job. Cinna was just my favorite character in the books. I knew going in that I was gonna be disappointed.

Aaaactually, there's not dental insurance. By full insurance, I mean, they don't take money out of my paycheck. Boo, but at least this happened at a time in my life when I can pay it out of pocket.

[gollumgollum]

Yeah, i think my new rule is that Weekend is not to be watched without a kitten, a fuzzy blanket and a spotter. It's so good, but alllllll the feeeeeeeeeeeeels.

YAY JOB! Even if that means our plan to rule tour the Commonwealth is postponed.

And aww, ice cream and laying on the couch. <3

[starlingthefool]

COMING SOON: BIG GAY ROADTRIP: THE SUN NEVER SETS ON THE GLITTER EMPIRE. The Commonwealth gets a quick reprieve.

[mrsdrjackson]

Oh my, Weekend and Hunger Games? That is a lot of any one heart to handle!

Okay see, that is what I've been trying to verbalize with people about Cinna and I just couldn't get there. From now on I am going to simply state that he was not as on my team as he could have been.

PEETA'S FACE. YES. <333

[starlingthefool]

HIS FAAAAACE. He was so good at looking overwhelmed and scared shitless. And obviously, I love it when boys have lots of feelings (hello, Colin Morgan and his constant crying).

WAH CINNA. I mean, I just pictured him being this devastating queer. He said something in the books about channeling all his anger into his fashion design, and I thought of the amazing drag house mothers in Paris Is Burning. Lenny Kravitz was never going to measure up.

If I had the time, I'd probably write a really epic Cinna fic.

[mrsdrjackson]

Dude, you would write AMAZING Cinna fic. *kicks time-stealing life*

[starlingthefool]

I have such a woeful backlog of half-written things. But CINNNNNAAAAA.

I'm promising nothing. Nothing.