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Two-Face: "Get outta my FACE, clown."

Joker: "Which one?"

What have I been doing, you ask? I actually called it a night quite early. Pizza and beer is too fattening for me. ;) I bailed around 11:45 and headed back home, much to the disappointment of some sophomore named Gabe.

Sorry, dude.

Once home (my roommate was gone) I started watching the first season of Batman: The Animated Series from the early 1990s onward. 

When I was young my dad bequeathed to me all his original, 1960s Batman comics. My love for the hero has only grown ever since then. I religiously watched the animated series in the 90s and the Joker, naturally, is and always has been my favorite villain of all time. Even when I read the comics I knew my love for the character was full and true. I always told myself that if I were to trade in my cushy, prep existence for a life of crime I would call myself the Joker. Or Harley Quinn. She's my second favorite. I want to be BE HER. <3

Even more recently, my heart has grown fonder for Joker after making the discovery roughly a year ago that Mark Hamill, AKA Luke Freaking Skywalker, provided the voice of the Joker in the animated series. The very one I grew up with. Well this naturally blew my fucking mind. 

Now, if I wasn't such a DIE-HARD, OBSESSIVE, ANNOYINGLY LOYAL, FREAKISHLY CRAZED Star Wars fan, this little tidbit of information would not mean much to me. But since I AM, well then, it's a cluster fuck of all things Fiona loves and desires. Star Wars...Batman, more specifically, the Joker...what more could a fan girl want? Besides, say, a true replica of Obi-Wan Kenobi's lightsaber? His second one, mind you. Nawt the first version he totes around in Episode I. Maul kicks it down the generator shaft, remember? Annnnnd maybe we could add James Arnold Taylor (skip to 1:14. Guess which character he voices, ;D) to that cluster fuck, perhaps? More emphasis on the fuck than cluster on that one, naturally. 

Now, as I drone on about Star Wars and the Joker, I've come to a few realizations about my odd and often shunned obsessions...

1. When I'm drunk, I often make friends and then tell them I love Star Wars. Not surprisingly, we're never friends the next day. 

2. When hiding various Star Wars paraphernalia from outside world, placing them in CLEAR plastic container is not such a good idea. ("Hey Fions....is that a Star Wars book in there?")

3. Why can't Superman & Batman fans just be friends?

4. Sean Connery is a beast. And, yes, I know this one is random but...it's gotta be said. 

For that, I'll end my fan girl splurge..

And hit ya with a fast ball.

September 7th I'm attending an info session about the girls' Rugby club team. I wanna play rugby--I know nothing of it and have never played but the flyer said 'experience not necessary or expected' so...as long as I have the will to kick major quantities of female ass, I think I qualify. Lemme know what y'all think of the rugby thing. I'm interested in peoples' opinions. :)

I ordered two strings of pink Playboy bunny lights for my room. Very excited. ;D

xoxo

PS: Just to make Kel happy, I barely drank tonight. ;) I'm being safe, Kel, I promise. Besides, Frutti cannot leave Tutti or universe will explode. I heart you. 

PSS: I realize now that I went kinda 'video-link crazy' on this post. My apologizes. But each one is good. :) To watch videos, click on white words. They're the links. :)