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The stories we tell ourselves…

Warning, the post contains instances of blogger referring to herself in the third person which some may find annoying and disturbing.

The stories we tell ourselves, about ourselves…

We repeat them like a mantra till they become set in stone.

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AgzyM doesn’t write.

Nope, she loves reading, listening and talking all together waaay too much, but she doesn’t write.

2,5 years later she’s still blogging and although both quality and quantity of her written word may be questionable, she’s still at it.

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AgzyM doesn’t run.

Not for a bus, not for anyone…

Yet half way through her Zombies, Run 5K program, she doesn’t mind telling you that she is kicking those zombies butts and has her heart set on further goals- a 10K, perhaps a half marathon one day.

What other stories on repeat in that thick skull- stories of what cannot be done- repeated to the point when they become an absolute?

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It at moments like these that I think of poor Mr Armitage who script after script is confronted with, what he claims, is one of his greatest fears.

Doused and drowning, sinking and swimming, sprayed, spritzed, hosed down (and that’s just Porter…).

There are more projects on his CV that involve a wet T-shirt competition than not.

Wet in water and mud, soon filthy canal muck, he puts aside the story he tells himself and just does it anyway for his admirers’ amusement and entertainment.

Do you ever tell yourself what you simply can’t do but know deep down inside it may just be that- a story?

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Pop the champagne, it’s my Blogiversary (for real this time…)

Today (well, technically it was Friday…) marks my 2nd Blogiversary and I intend to celebrate till my fingers turn pruney!

Who knew I’d last this long, 2 weeks would have been pushing it…

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I always say that blogging is counted in either dog or Hollywood marriage years so in human terms I’ve been at it for about 14 years and it feel that way at times.

I stated out as an RA blog lurker in the summer of 2011, this blog which followed in January 2012,  was intended as a place where I’d gather materials I find on the net that could come in handy for my MA thesis in Fashion.

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Fast-forward 2 years later and here I am blogging almost exclusively about Richard with an MA degree in Fandoms and Fanfiction…

This fangirling will take over your life if you’re not careful, but then I guess we wouldn’t want it any other way!

My blogiversary coincides with the annual round-up created my WP, so here’s I Want to be a Pin Up in 2013:

For the longest time I felt like the new Pin Up on the block, now it’s more like a goldfish in an Armitage pond 😉

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Thank you so much for supporting my blog, I really appreciate it!

Some time spring it will hit the 500,000 clicks mark which it truly overwhelming and humbling.

Thank you for coming here for a giggle, for engaging and contributing with your comments.

I always say I seem to have the nicest, wittiest and possibly craziest readers and I couldn’t want it any other way.

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I bet there are a few lurkers that fit that description well too and hopefully we get a chance to become familiar by my 3rd blogiversary.

I hope to meet up with a few other RA enthusiasts this December in London, fingers crossed.

It would be wonderful to watch Richard strolling the red carpet one last time to support the role of Thorin surrounded by my peeps.

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I raise my glass to you Dear Friends, Na Zdrowie!

Just a quick word…

 

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As some of you have noticed, it’s been a bit quiet and dull over here.

My masters thesis deadline is coming up and I can’t miss it no matter what.

I really do hope to be back here mid June to resume the regular madness and utter craycray 🙂

Thank You to all my wonderful friends who have written to ask WTF, especially a certain fab cheerleader who is kind enough to pass on messages of encouragement from Mr Armitage himself!

It’s been a very tough couple of months, what with a stupid writer’s block and general belief that I’ll never be able to do it.

There’s nothing like a friend’s support to help lighten the mood when things get tough!

So dear friends, in the words of Arnie:

I’ll be back!!!

Quirks, Imperfections, and why I’m in Good Company

Yesterday, my sister shared with me her new favorite pastime.

It seems she enjoys going through the comments on my posts (nothing disturbing there) and… has a giggle at my typos.

Oh Dear!

How lucky am I that she doesn’t read what I leave in other people’s comments 🙂

It’s true.

I’m a notorious Typoist!

I think the reason fo this is three-fold.

First of all, I type with 2 fingers.

I did attend a typing course, but abandoned it, thinking my two index fingers were more than ample to express my thoughts in writing.

Oh, the mistakes of youth!

This also means I’m not looking at the screen when I write.

I’ve been known to type a whole paragraph before I noticed the Caps Lock was on.

It doesn’t help that on reading my texts I see what I think I’ve typed rather than what’s really there.

Secondly, my laptop sometime experiences a case of ‘sticky keys’, which is a second-long glitch where the computer freezes, not registering the keys pressed.

Therefore, my sister got a charming request via email asking her to ‘pint this document’.

Last, but not least, when English stopped being my primary language, I’d continue making use of all my language skills apart from writing.

I’d speak English (it’s still the language I use both in my private life and at work), I watched BBC and Sky, I read English books.

Writing was the only skill I didn’t get to work on for a very long time, and I can honestly say spelling suffered.

Before you think this is my way of saying mea culpa, let my shatter that illusion.

As I said to my sister when she laughed at the ‘pint’, my typos are my quirk.

It’s my imperfection, and one I am willing to embrace.

I know there are one or two people out there who take a strange form of pleasure pointing out my shortcomings.

To them, and to all my readers, all I can say is this:

If you are willing to laugh at them, I’m willing to laugh along with you.

Like the time I sent @Sebababy a tweet that said:

“That’s Harry’s thong” (instead of ‘thing’).

Trust me, that shifted the discussion in a whole new, and very interesting, direction 😉

I truly believe that we are either all perfect, just the way we are, or none of us will ever reach that state.

I actually like imperfection, interesting noses being one of my favorites.

Yesterday I saw a before and after picture of Jennifer Grey, who’s best known for playing the role of Baby in Dirt Dancing.

Don’t get me wrong, she looks amazing.

The only problem is, by fixing her imperfect nose, she stopped being characteristic, and therefore recognizable.

This lead me to think about the imperfection of a certain Mr Perfect.

I know RA has had some work done, like fixing his teeth, and has most probably worked very hard to make that beautiful mane stay thick, luscious, and sexy enough to want to run your fingers through.

I’m so happy he never had work done on that glorious honker.

I shudder to think how his face would change if he ever decided to go under the knife (or the chisel…).

That imperfect nose works perfectly smack in the middle of his gorgeous mug.

He may have felt like a ‘beanpole with a nose‘ growing up, but now it’s attached to a body worthy to be on the cover of a Harlequin novel.

Armitage also possesses another one of my favorite imperfections, meaning he’s a sexy man with a cute little scar.

The one that decorates his forehead was most probably caused by a scratched chicken pox or measles spot, and never has a contagious disease created something so sexy!

So today, instead of focusing on what’s ‘just not right’ in ourselves, how about embracing it?

How about lifting a hand and saying: Yes I suck at this, that and the other!

How about laughing at our quirks, and therefore biting our thumb at them!

It’s our imperfections that make us interesting and characteristic.

If we’re lucky, as Mr Armitage has proven, it might even be sexy 😉

So, I’ll start:

Hllo, my naem in Agzy, and Im a notorios Typoist!

Richard Armitage, the Cheerleader

I’m still in the process of writing the first chapter of my MA thesis.

I’m about halfway, but it is a challenge.

I feel like a write a paragraph and have to step away from the computer for a while.

I needed something to boost my spirits.

So I stuck Richard Armitage’s face in pictures of a cheerleader.

This may be very wrong, but it cheered me up to no end 🙂

The thing I have learnt from the experience is that Armitage makes for a very disturbing teenage cheerleader!

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Who do we appreciate?

ARMITAGE!

See you tomorrow 🙂

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