. . . was a huge pile of steaming shit. If you want to sit through two hours of uninspired drivel just to see a few Pan's Labyrinth-esque critters, be my guest. I haven't wanted to walk out of a theatre in a very long time, but I nearly did for this one. If Guillermo del Toro pulls this kind of shit with The Hobbit, he can expect me to go Senate vs Julius Caesar on his f'ugly ass. I honestly would have enjoyed some shitty-ass teenage romantic-comedy more than that. The sad part is I didn't go in with inflated expectations. There's a big difference between "It wasn't as good as I thought it'd be" and "It wasn't good."
The only positive of having gone to the theatre tonight was that I saw a great trailer for the Clone Wars theatrical release of the show. August 15... I will so be there. It makes me wish Episodes I-III had been done in that CG style.
The prognosis for Pele is good. Well, not good but curable. She has a hyper-active thyroid. Cats are supposed to have 50 (points? whatever) and Pele has 215. Not. Good. So she'll go on medication soon (maybe tomorrow), and I'll change her food over tomorrow. The good news there is that I don't have to put her down. Phew. The other good news is that she checks out everywhere else - her health is good all around, with some minor potassium issues and her protein something or other is a tad low. Might be caused by her thyroid issue, so we'll resolve that and see what happens in a month.
Do - not - go - see - Hellboy 2. That is all.
Oh, and I'm in the Warhammer Online: Age of Reckoning beta. That's all I can say besides saying that there is a beta, which is sort of pointless since, if I'm in the beta, obviously there is one. *squeal of joy!*