the journal of a fangirly insect

Sorry for being spammy tonight; I guess I'm bored. Or chatty. Or...something.

Anyway, check out my awesome Rorschach figure ( below the cut! )

I made him be left-handed like he is in the comic. ;) Besides the grappling gun, he also comes with an itty bitty can of Veidt hairspray and a lighter. Oh, and some interchangeable hands. I took off his mask (his face isn't that great of a sculpt, and he has brownish red hair instead of being a carrot top) and trench coat (he has the purple suit coat and scarf, but no wifebeater - it's a full-length dress shirt instead, WTF?). He's a little bulky with all of the clothing, but overall, well worth the $48 I spent on him (I am the queen of eBay).

A little birdie told me that Hot Toys is supposed to be making at least three Watchmen figures (Rorschach, the Comedian, and I think Nite Owl II). If that is true, then this gif will be most appropriate:

Tomorrow I'm going to see Watchmen again. No, I'm not obsessed. Not at all. O:)

I'm a little disappointed that the get-together with fellow Watchmen fans in Ohio is apparently not going to happen, because I haven't heard back from them. But, that's okay. I like watching movies by myself anyway. ;)

I'm writing fic. So far, I've managed to crank out a measly 554 words in about six hours, but I'm very proud of those 554 words. For some reason that I can't explain, writing for Watchmen is proving to be much easier than I'd initially expected. It also doesn't hurt that there are so many amazing writers in the fandom; I find an amazing fic almost every day. Reading great fan fiction inspires me to try to write some of my own...I don't know, that's just how I function.

I totally forgot that Easter is coming up this weekend. I guess that's what happens when you don't celebrate it. I know what this means! DISCOUNTED EASTER CANDY ON MONDAY, YES. I'm going to grab some peeps and Reese peanut butter eggs. ;)

Yeah, I watched it again. XD It'll probably be the last time that I'll be able to catch it in theaters; besides, I had a really shitty day and needed a pick-me-up.

The more I see it, the more I love Ozymandias...

Also, when they play the muzak version of "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Tears for Fears in the part when Ozy's talking to the captains of industry about Alexander the Great and wanting to conquer the ills that beset mankind? LOLOLOL COMEDY GOLD. I can't keep a straight face thinking about it, much less when I'm actually watching the movie.

I had an hour and a half to kill, so I went to Barnes & Noble again to browse, since we don't really have what I consider to be a "real" bookstore down here. I didn't buy anything, but I found about a dozen books that I'm going to buy eventually. Then I came home and bought Swamp Thing Vol. 1 by Alan Moore. I know that they say you shouldn't judge a book by its cover, but I think the cover art is beautiful. Besides, I haven't read anything by Alan Moore yet that I haven't adored. Sigh. As if my "to read" list isn't totally out of control already! Well, as my mom always said when I was a little kid, "It could be worse. It could be drugs."

And, on the way home, I was bitten by a plotbunny of doom. As if I don't have more than enough of those, too...

My left eye won't stop twitching. It's been doing this for five hours now and it is driving.me.insane. >:(

I called my eye doctor today to see what was taking so long for them to deliver my contacts. I ordered them on February 9, and they're still not here. Well, it turns out that they forgot to order them. Ugh. And since my eyes are screwy and I have to have my prescription sent away to a special lab in Washington DC to be filled (this does not give you a license to somehow poison my contact lenses, cherie_morte!), it's going to take like three weeks for them to arrive now. I ditched my trial pair on Saturday because one of the lenses was developing a slight tear to it, so now I'm going to be contact-less for a while. This displeases me.

In better news, I received one of my Rorschach figures in the mail today! ( I'm not sure if I want to keep him in his backing or take him out. )

I went to the gym again today, and Mr. "Your Freckles are Gorgeous" was there again. Fortunately, I managed to avoid him and any other strange compliments he might toss my way.