So awesome! That's officially being added to my list of "Reasons to Move to SF if I Ever Flee the East Coast."

she calls unmarried 35-year-olds "spinsters-in-training"

First of all: Isn't it kind of weird for grown adults to watch more than 60 juvenile animals run in circles for two hours?

Don't mind me. I'm just pretending that I'm not getting massively verklempt while watching The Gabby Douglas Story on Lifetime. Or that I'm getting super tense and anxious for the Flying Squirrel even though I know exactly how things turn out. Gah.

I'm wildly in love with memento mori jewelry, particularly rings. I haven't any rings (yet!), but when I started mortuary school, my mom surprised me with a gorgeous piece of vulcanite mourning jewelry. It's a brooch from the 1880s, and it looks perfect on my tweed suit (I wear it for photo ops only for fear of…

We have LifeGem booklets in the funeral home where I work. Every time I walk past them, I can't help but think that it's pretty much guaranteeing you'll spend the afterlife in a pawnshop. You just know that you'll be hocked within a few generations.

It's from the Avengers gag reel! Absolutely mesmerizing, no? Super quick cut of it here if you're curious. . .

Yes. Makes me purr like a velociraptor.

Consider yourself lucky. My mom and I fight over who would get Loki if he were to materialize in front of us. Your situation is considerably less awkward for all involved.

So. Damn. Giddy. I'm far too thrilled by this, especially since it's not like I'm suffering from Loki!Hiddles withdrawal. I've had Thor on every weekend as background noise while I do stuff because FX keeps playing it on repeat. I've actually got it on right now. /dork

Ahh, listings. You've seen the "Terrible real estate agent photographs" tumblr, yes? The site makes me weep, both from laughter and from inducing flashbacks to my own house hunt in '08. The listing for the house I ended up buying was actually the worst listing I'd ever seen— I'd told my agent to book a showing based…

Aww, you have my full sympathy because I had a VERY similar day. The only reason I know you're not me today is the lack of "crying in the shower while singing 'On My Own'" in your description. As far as I know, I don't really have anything to be so sad about, but that didn't stop me from wandering around the house…

::mic drop::

Because it sounds like you caught a version which lacked the velociwalk. And for any fellow support group members who feel this might be a vital experience on the road to enlightenment.

It's freakishly adorable. He reenacts the bit in Jurassic Park when they open the kitchen door and he makes fun snuffly lizard sounds. Because evidently lizards (especially the large carnivorous ones) sound snuffly. Educational!

Haha, 31 here. Educated, career-driven, responsible enough to be a homeowner. . . and a total and complete sucker for his velociraptor impression. And everything else he does. And says. And how he, like, exists.

I should be out meeting real guys but the allure of TH is like a siren call.

Vindication is always delightful enough on its own, but of course Hiddles exceeds all expectations and overwhelms us with how wonderful it can be when he's involved.

Also, this strut is too seductive to be intimidating. Dammit, Loki.

Oh, but of course. My life has vastly improved now that Hiddles gif parties are a thing.