I just want to stand in a corner and feel. Is that so wrong?

I'm drinking coffee and wearing my pajamas and the sun is shining and it's hump day!

Just his face and nope nope nope.

OKAY JENSEN ACKLES JUST POPPED UP ON MY DASHBOARD WHILE I WAS SCROLLING AROUND FOR INSPIRATION AND JUST NOPE NOPE NOPE. Anyhoo (I hate when people say that. It only works when you're from Minnesota. I am not from Minnesota.) OH THERE HE IS AGAIN! Okay, I need to log out of Tumblr and focus. Okay. Okay, I'm going to reply to your posts now.

I really want to freak out about Shakespeare, because well, it's my Wednesday. (Kind of, not really. I don't own Wednesday, that would be....) anyway, Willy Shakes.

So I've been thinking about Shakespeare lately for 2 reasons:

1. I wrote a paper last week about Shakespeare.
2. I've had Sigh No More, from Much Ado About nothing stuck in my head.

And now I just want to talk in Shakespearean. But people would look at me like I was crazier than an escape mental asylum patient. I hate the world. Anyway, I've decided now I'm going to talk in Shakespearean while I reply to your posts. Okay?

Graceland: Shall I compare your last post to summers day? There have been none so lovely and temperate. Rough wind dare not shake the lovely words thou wrote, upon this last Thorsday. And summer's lease hath all too short a time to stare at your adorable puppy. (Sonnet XVII, kinda)

Laurence: I was all too shock'd to  read thy post last Monday. I hath looked upon it with a regular eye, expecting it to be as long as the hair Rapunzel hath, and I was a prolong'd state of astonishment when it endth swiftly as though it had been cutteth in half. Regardless of my upset, I thought twas a fine post that I enjoy'd with all mine heart.

MercyQ: Thou didst write a post with much passion but last evening. Thou didst post the loveliest of songs. It made my heart go all aflutter and my mind rethink my dearest hate for country music. And the wonderful portrait of dancing Mexicans, ah! It was like seeing the Mexican god of perfection dancing to fiesta music.

Anyway (not anyhoo because I'm not from Minnesota), Mercy said in her post yesterday that I should write a Book Thief movie review and even though I don't enjoy conforming to the various wants and needs of others, I'm going to conform to the wants and needs of Mercy because she is my wifey and I'm pretty sure the bible says to do that. I think. So here goes nothing.

The Book Thief was really great movie. I definitely recommend reading the book first because they did miss some stuff. They didn't miss anything major, but there was some stuff that they skipped. But you have to keep in mind it's a 500 page book they can't do everything. Come to think of it actually, I think this is the first time in forever (now that song is going to be stuck in my head) I liked a movie that was based off a book. Weird. Moving right along, they got all of the characters perfectly, my only complaint is that Rosa could have been a little more cardboard-y, but whatever. AND THE GUY WHO PLAYS MAX! OH. MY. GOODNESS. Just nope. Anyway, all in all I thought it was the best book that got turned into a movie that I have ever seen.

On the subject of books-to-movies, THE FAULT IN OUR FREAKING STARS COMES OUT IN 57 DAYS! YES THAT'S RIGHT 57! I'm scared and excited and nervous but happy and

Thinking about these 57 days just makes me want to reread TFIOS. BUT I HAVE 3 BOOKS THAT I HAVE TO FINISH AND STUPID SCHOOL AND I CAN'T.

Okay, I am okay. OKAY? STUPID WORD. STUPID JOHN GREEN. STUPID LIFE. STUPID AIR STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID.

Anyway, I just need to take a minute and calm down.

Okay. I'm fine. I think. Hopefully. Most likely. Probably. Definitely. Well I shouldst bounceth for I have to shower. Sorry this post was so unorganized. Grace, I'm looking forward to your post tomorrow! -Rosie.