Bitchpants McCrabby

Was going to do what I always do when coming back from a midnight release - and do the epic squee post about how much I loved and adored the movie (and I did, omg, did I ever - nearly five years waiting to see it brought to life and it was everything I hoped for.)

But it's late, I'm tired, and I think there's only one other person reading my journal who'd read it or even really GAF - and I'll just squee with her tomorrow.

I will say that it's worth seeing - its an incredible story, both in print and on screen. I laughed, cried, cheered, sighed. Just amazing.

And it's made my alien even louder in my head. No, the symmetry isn't lost on me, either.

HOLY SHIT!

amandioka sent me a link to this with pictures from The Host and now I seriously need it to be March.

Thank you, sweetie!!!


(And why am I having Melanie/Wanda feels? Christ, first muse I've felt needy for in a VERY long time...but again, I know I can't play her because I would want them together, or I would want an Ian and that wouldn't happen. Sigh.)