First of all; HAPPY INTERNATIONAL TOM HANKS DAY!!!! But most likely when I end up posting this it will not be Tom Hanks day so...forget about it. In my world every day is Tom Hanks day, amiright?
Second of all; I just noticed I have over 1000 views on this blog so I would like to thank everyone who has stayed true to reading it and putting up with the fact that I actually never post. I appreciate it, it really is an honor that anyone would spend 5 minutes reading the garbage I spill out onto my key board. So thank you. You smell like sunshine. And I love you.

Time for my excuse as to why I haven't posted in so long, only this time it's for a great reason;
I have been working. I am still temping, but my contract with my current company keeps getting extended so it's been really wonderful. I work with some awesome people in a great office with a stunning view.
The other reason would be because The Hobbit came out on DVD....soooo.....yeaaaahhhh.....
I actually may or may not be watching it as I type this blog. But Mitch is out of the house so I can get away with it. I also recently purchased The Lord of the Rings trilogy on blu ray which comes with 15 discs and hours upon hours of the making of. So....ya know...keeping busy.

I've also been distracted by my hot mess of a dog who has fleas. It's an on going battle with invisible creatures that torment our puppy and wallets. I came home one day after work to find chunks of fur all over the place and to find my sad little guy with bald patches on his ears and stomach. So we took him to the vet and are slowly cleaning him up. At one point he had one really short ear where Mitch had cut off the matted fur at the end, and one long ass matted ear and he looked like a total idiot. It's awful. I hate fleas so much, and I can't even lash out at them because they're ridiculously speedy and hidden.
But he is doing much better, he had his second flea drop today and got a hair cut. He still hates everything and everyone so he's pretty much back to normal. Although today I de-flead our bedroom and so had to quarantine everyone from the room. Which meant Tony was forced to hang out with me all night on the couch. Which he hated.

Last weekend Mitch and I went and saw Evil Dead and it was so ridiculously amazing. It rained blood and I rained tears of happiness. I almost forgot about The Hobbit. Almost.
The Walking Dead is over for this season. My spirit animal Merle was killed and I cried for a week straight about it. Actually I knew it was going to happen ahead of time and when Mitch and I started watching the episode and they played the "previously on The Walking Dead" and it was all images of Merle, he just looked over at me and said, "Are you crying already??" And I sniffed, and wiped away a single tear and said no.
RIP SWEET PRINCE.
But it's all swell because next weekend I will be meeting the actor that plays Merle, Michael Rooker, along with many others at Vancouver's very own; FAN EXPO!! I'm incredibly excited and would like to thank Oprah for buying me the tickets. She is the greatest, most wonderful person in the world. Her and her boyfriend just purchased a puppy, a little corgi, named Obie. I am finally a God Mother and I'm so so so happy for her and can't wait for the never ending stream of photos.
Next Sunday is also my 24th birthday. So needless to say I will be celebrating it the right way; hanging out by myself at Fan Expo and trying to convince Sean Astin to go on a goonie/hobbit adventure with me.
In other TV show news, because you all care so much, I'm currently enjoying the premier seasons of Bates Motel and Hannibal. They are spooky and perfect and making me nostalgic. I have very fond memories of watching Psycho with my Mom and Dad when I was young, and watching Silence of the Lambs with my Dad whenever it was on TV. I have them completely to blame for my love of horror. No matter how much they deny it.
I'm also loving the new season of Community, especially this weeks puppet episode. New Girl is as funny as ever and Nick Miller needs to be a real person and come be my other best friend.
After many months of Mitch trying to get me to watch The Wire, I have finally agreed to start. We are two episodes left of season one and I love it very much.

I always feel bad when I ignore people's recomendations for TV shows, but ya'll need to understand that once I find a TV show I like, it takes over my entire life. Which is why I am always extremely hesitant to let a new one in because then Supernatural will get jealous.
.....Obviously.

We recently had a long weekend for Easter and the weather was stunningly beautiful. I spent the whole weekend at the dog park with Tony, reading and getting sun burnt. I now have the stupidest tan on my ankles. We also had friends over a lot that weekend and none of them would watch The Hobbit with me but let me play the new Walking Dead game while they drank and actually hung out like normal people do, around me.

Thursday and Friday I took advantage of the free gym at my work. It was horrible. I am literally just working out so I can eat more cheeseburgers. Which I think is the only reason anyone should work out. I am awful at it as well. I just sweat profusely, get really red in the face, and glare at all the fit people around me who actually know what they're doing. But I will keep it up. Like I said...so I can eat all the garbage I already eat, but no longer feel a sense of guilt.
Everyone around me is greatly surprised about my new gym plan. Probably because I get out of breath walking up the stairs and would only ever run if a zombie were chasing me. And even then...I mean...it would have to be a particularly scary zombie....

I had an awkward moment at work on Friday morning. I was leaving the train station when I almost got hit by a car. Completely the guy drivings fault. Then I got into work and hopped into the elevator, only to share it with the guy who was driving. And then I thought about the movie Devil and what would happen if the elevator just stopped and it was me and him and shit got crazy. Luckily he got off at floor 4 so I didn't have to spend too much time dwelling on our future horror adventures together.

I've been sick for about a week and a half now which has been pretty awful. But I refused to stay home from work because I love money. I'm still getting over it today and have been spending a lot of time hacking up phlegm like a true beauty. 

Thorin just arrived on screen. 'Sup you majestic beast.

I wish I had funnier things to tell you, but honestly I had so many hilarious situations to tell ya'll about but now that I'm sitting here I'm drawing a blank.
So I solemnly swear (that I am up to no good) to start blogging more, simply so I can remember what the hell has been going on in my life and amuse everyone with my misfortunes.

Have a wonderful day, don't cry too much over Merle, and enjoy The Hobbit for the 100th time....oh wait, that's me.

love you forever merle /sobbing