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Obsession-meter

I’m considering getting a facebook account just so I can find my high school good friend with whom I spent hours reading Uncanny X-Men so that we can sigh over Gambit once more together. But thanks to my “facebook proxy accounts” I know that either she got a face lift, 2 children and moved to Vancouver or she isn’t on either. Darn. 

On a completely different subject, Jason got me addict on a fantastic game on the iPod touch that is just like Risk: Lux Touch. I played so much in the last 24 hours that I drained my battery. (of course the battery died in the bus right when I was about to annihilate everyone) I’m also very pleasantly surprised by the ease of the controls considering Risk isn’t a very simple game. So I foresee that within a week I will get off the bus 3 stations too far exponentially more often than I do now.

Ok in summary

During the week I obsessed about going to see Wolverine and went back and found all the god-awsome covers drawn by Joe Mad for Uncanny X-men that I read in high school. And also some stills from the movie.

And then I shamelessly squeed, jumped, cried, hollered and danced each and every time Gambit got some screen time. Just ask Bianca or Cynthia. So all in all it was worth every single cent and I’m strongly considering getting a HD tv so that I can watch it in all its glory when it comes out. 

And yes, I know it’s a crappy movie. I don’t give a damn. It’s got MY GAMBIT. nuff said. 

Chère cousine Marie, je considère que cet aveux équivaut à ton obsession Édwardienne. On a chacun nos choix. Moi j’avais 14 quand je suis tombée follement et éperdument amoureuse de Gambit. (Cela dit, j’espère quand même que tu aimera Entretient avec un Vampire).

Edit : Overall I have two regrets. One for the whole Wolverine movie, most of the time it didn’t seem like the characters were very well defined. Two : Gambit had a southern accent, not a creole one. And he didn’t say “Chere” a single time. Not that there were any girls around to tell it to. It could have been anyone. A bairmaid on Bourbon St if necessary. That’s just bad characterization for him not to flirt. booo