philosopherking1887:

I now have plans to see Thor: Ragnarok both on Thursday evening and again on Friday evening. I don’t think this is a bad idea because I’m pretty sure I’ll want to see it again basically as soon as I see it… my only reservation has to do with who I’m seeing it with on Thursday. In fact, I made the plans to see it on Friday with a female friend and her husband in order to avoid having the first time I saw it be with guys from my department, including a specific guy who at one point wanted to date me and whom I turned down. I have said something in his presence about Loki being the main focus of my interest in the MCU, not least because Tom Hiddleston is very attractive, and he has brought it up again in a way that I took to be unkindly mocking. (God help me if he found out that I write Thor/Loki fanfiction… I would never hear the end of it, and neither would anyone else in the department. Keeping that one firmly under the hat.) I only agreed to go see the movie with him and another guy from the department because (1) my other friends couldn’t go on Thursday and I’m impatient, and (2) the other guy we’re going with is gay and very open about his attraction to Chris Hemsworth. I’m hoping I can just spend most of my time talking to the gay guy and give the other guy withering looks if he tries to give us any shit.

Just had an extraordinarily weird text exchange with the guys I’m going to see the movie with about who “gets” (to sleep with) which actors. This would have been way more comfortable if I didn’t know that one of the guys at one point wanted to sleep with me, and still might. (He’s also just kind of creepy, which is why I turned him down in the first place.)

Fortunately, the group has gotten bigger, so maybe I can avoid talking to him at dinner. But you know what? I’ve decided I don’t give a rat’s ass what he thinks. I’ve submitted 10 fucking job applications in the past two days, dammit. If he tries to give me any crap, I’ll tell him (perhaps not in so many words) to piss up a rope.