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[kittydesade]

1. Ваня и Кира сделали всю работу?
Нет, но Ваня прочитал всю книгу, а Кира прочитала весь журнал. Значит, вместе они сделали ???
2. Все студенты были в библиотеке?
Нет, не все. Юра был в лаборатории.
3. На этом курсе нужно было прочитать 8 книг!
А вы прочитали все книги?
Да, все. Они очень понравились всем студентам. И все сказали, что хотят ...

And then the power cut out.


So, I saw X-Men First Class last night. It was good! Better than I expected, it was better than the last X-Men movie, and probably better than the last two. About as good as the first one, prejudices taken into consideration. Like the fact that none of the women in First Class seemed to be able to go through the entire movie with their clothes on, some for entirely pointless reasons. I don't buy the black dude died a pointless death, because a) it's a comics movie, are you kidding me, people actually die in comics? and b) given his powers it's entirely possible he'll come back and just take a while doing it. Possibly for a sequel, if there is one. Michael Fassbender was my main reason for going to see the movie and, indeed, he was my favorite part about it. There was one scene where he was lounging on the bed barefoot in loose-fitting black clothing and all I could think was O HAI SAM. He really would have made a perfect Sam. If I could have found more fucking pictures of him back then. James McAvoy didn't really do it for me as Xavier, either on a convincing level or on a he's hot level. I kept looking at him and seeing hobbits for some reason. Which is entirely unrelated to almost screaming at the screen for, post-Nuremburg trials, telling a Holocaust survivor to spare ships full of soldiers because they're innocent because they're just following orders. Oh my fucking god you are the dumbest smart person I have ever known. REALLY? YOU REALLY WANT TO DO THAT? No wonder he got you shot. Idiot. Anyway. So, yes. Good movie. Well put together.

That was about as far as I got before the power cut out and I became an incredibly sulky person due to trying to make lunch int he dark and spilling salad dressing all over my hands, and just being generally out of sorts as a result of that and having to go in to work and be a responsible adult when all I want to do is curl up in bed until it all goes away. Late period makes for PMS symptoms of doom, which have thus far manifested as mild headaches (storm system not helping, unless it's ALL PMS) and mood wackiness. Ugh. A mood like this and with having watched X-Men yesterday, I kind of want to curl up in bed with young!hot!Magneto and plot the destruction of the world together.

But no. I'm being a responsible adult. Boo.

Power seems to be back on at home. No cable or internet or anything, but I'm not home and the boy's going to bed soon so I don't think either of us much cares. Just way too tired right now to give a crap about much of anything, and running on survival mode until this PMS passes. At least I got a decent amount of sleep last night. Woke up, looked outside, saw it pissing down rain and went "fuck this running shit" and went back to sleep till I had to wake up to shower, get breakfast, and do Russian. You know, what little I could do of it before the power kicked out.