delicatale

One of the things I can now cross off my bucket list: walking a red carpet. Because I've done that and it's very squishy.

At first, I wrote off yesterday evening as a 'we'll get to see the movie before everybody else and that's that', which is not a bad thing, considering it was free, I'm not going to complain. Everybody with tickets to the premiere were rushed inside and seated before the actors arrivals, so a few girls complained and went downstairs into the pens to catch a glimpse. My friend Louise and I just stayed upstairs because it was FREEZING and we couldn't be arsed. I didn't think I'd meet anybody from the cast anyway.

They showed the red carpet arrivals on screen so we saw it all though - which was really weird considering they were just downstairs. Chris Pine was drunk, Tom Hardy was sick, and Reese Witherspoon got there fashionably late, which means the movie started an hour after it was supposed to, bless ^^.

( Spoilers for This Means War if you plan on seeing it (not revealing the ending though I'm not that kind of girl )

After the movie we found ourselves rubbing shoulders with McG (he directed the movie) in the stairs, and we came out of the theatre, wondering what to do, when we saw the cars the actors came in were all lined up along the street, so decided to stick around for a little bit, JUST IN CASE.

And, this happened.




(picture of a picture, because Louise smells and she can't find her camera cord in her mess XD. (also, see how short I am, considering he is about 5'9'' and I was wearing 4 inch heels.))

He took pictures with everyone, refusing to leave before everybody had a picture/an autograph even though he said his wife was waiting in the car (also, sick). And he is MASSIVE and BEAUTIFUL and LOVELY and, sigh.

That...that was nice. I still can't quite believe it.

The Sun has a 9 minutes long preview of This Means War, which you can also find on Charldidos' Tumblr if the Sun website doesn't let you watch it.

THIS IS GOING TO BE A TON OF STUPID, STUPID TERRIBLE MINDLESS FUN. with bonus really really hot T-Hard. I CANNOT WAIT.

Also it seems I have won tickets to the premiere. Someone wake me up.

I knew there was a reason why I chose to use another writing app than My Writing Spot on my phone - I just lost the ~200 words I wrote on my Eames/Arthur on the plane, and I kinda want to cry. I want to finish this story so I'll start again, but I hate when this happens, it is so fucking disheartening. 200 words don't seem like a lot, but they were to me.

Breathe, everything is fine. I've got inspiring music and not much work. Also, I have this gif opened in a tab:


So I can do it, right? I'd like to finish this fic.

One of my favourite colleagues quit while I was away on holiday, and there is no coffee this morning in the office. My co-workers don't deserves the chocolates I brought them from LA.

This is a shallow post. I just wanted to say, I have the biggest lady boner for Tom Hardy. There, I said it (it's been a while, I just never talked about it).

Now, I also wanted to share this picture.


(click, it gets bigger)

So, who wants to write Eames being a criminal in Hawai'i and Five-0 running after him? I DON'T KNOW.