Tomorrow will be the big T-W-O year mark of being
holed up a proud resident of Madison Valley. You kind of have to wonder how many years it would be if I took into account my apparent past appearances, though. Five? Six?
...Ten?
GrossI turned the big 2-4 the other day, too. That's...something? Honestly, when you go home and come back, it really messes with your sense of time.
Especially when you:
1) Survive a mutant shark attack
2) Somehow find yourself the leader of the West Coast Avengers
while trying to keep your apparent boyfriend with superpowers safe3) Spend a few hours as a giant hawk because B.R.O.D.O.K. is an asshole who can't take no for an answer
4) Befriend a dragon named Bridgette
5) Have to explain your appearance on Jimmy Kimmel to Captain America
...Sorry Steve6) Deal with Barton's bad decisions
7)
Come face to face with your Mom who you swore was dead because she was probably murdered by your supervillain father who actually turned out to have a heart because he rescued you from your arch nemesis but is still a major dickface when she rescues you from under a few collapsed walls and a ceiling in the middle of a twisted carnival trap -- thanks again, Clint Remember why you really don't like amusement parks at night.
I definitely need like twelve more cups of coffee, seven more hours of yoga, and a millenia of pizza.
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