time and relative dimension in space

...also, Swamp Thing is now asking me to believe that "elk-hound" is an anagram of "Alec Holland".

...this might be a deal-breaker.



No, seriously, I can't get past this page, I keep staring at the word balloons hoping that I've somehow misread the word "anagram" and it actually says something else.

Warning: Excessive Animorphs squee and flail ahead.


Seriously, guys, if you have any love for Animorphs at all, go check out Scholastic's new website. They have pictures of all the cover models so you can actually see what they look like!

(Verdict: The Tobias model is...ehhhh. :| But oh man I really love the new Rachel model. She's perfect. Marco is awful. At least he's smirking, that's a good sign, but other than that he doesn't look like Marco at all. Cassie is almost perfect but needs a haircut; Cassie does not have long hair. Jake is fine, I have no strong feelings about him either way.)

( slightly more spoilery thoughts from the character profiles. Can you have spoilers for a nineties kids' book series that is now being updated for the new millennium? )

The "morph a character" animations are...pretty ridiculously awful.

According to the "Which morph are you?" quiz, I'm Tobias. COLOR ME SURPRISED.

The discussion guide is fantastic, omg. I'm laughing to myself about the questions so much. So so much.

Also, the official book trailer, which is also hilarious and awesome, and you can order the first two books from Scholastic's website and they'll ship now, despite Amazon listing them as not released until May; a few people on animorphs have already gotten their copies. (I just ordered mine today and I am so excited omg. When they get here you will be subjected to even more of my dorkish nineties-kid squee.)

You know, I thought I was past this stage in my life but evidently not: I LOVE YOU, SCHOLASTIC.

( Dollhouse 2x12 The Hollow Men...capslock and swearing and things )

In conclusion, two things:

1) This cast is ridiculously awesome.

2) CURSE YOUR SUDDEN BUT INEVITABLE BETRAYAL, JOSS WHEDON.

Well, that's it, you guys. I'm officially unemployed; the season is officially over. Our last performance of "Twelfth Night" was last night; we finished strike moments ago. I'm meant to be packing, my dad's going to show up in a couple hours to pick me and my things up, and we're planning to try and spend tomorrow in Boston, and then the long drive home on Tuesday.

I'm still sort of in shock and can't quite process that the last ten weeks happened at all. It's been very intense, and fast, and amazing, and weird, and...I don't know.

Longer summation post when I can get my thoughts in order. This is mainly just to let you all know that I might not be online again properly until Wednesday; I'll try to get online before that, but, y'know.

...when did it get to be August, anyway.