#tony stark musings

Barnes and I are now choosing to do things based on spiting each other so much that we’re canceling each other out.

It’s always fun hearing Cap give a rousing speech saying there is no destiny, we are all just people making the choice to stand up and fight - only to have Thor come in right after him and tell everyone we were all destined to be here at this glorious battle.

God, I hate when people are passive aggressive.

I also hate irony.

FRIDAY has become susceptible to Morgan’s puppy dog eyes, which has made bedtime almost impossible given that FRIDAY controls the lights, door locks, and the TV.

I wish other people were as smart as me so they would know that I’m almost always right.

I somehow woke up with a hangover while inside a giant donut again. I don’t know how this keeps happening.

Yes, it is my birthday! Yes, I am really old now! Yes, I am also really drunk! Happy Birthday to Me!

I went into my lab today and found my bots huddled over something. When I tried to see what it was they whirred angrily at me and chases me off. Either they were making me a gift or they’ve gone all Skynet in me. I really hope it’s not Skynet

Natasha was telling someone about how much of an idiot she thinks Clint is and when they agreed with her she pulled a knife on them and dared them to say it again.

I complained about getting older today and Freezer Burn said he had a solution for that. I don’t know if he was trying to recommend cryofreeze or he was threatening to kill me.

With my birthday coming up people are starting to ask what I want. I want to not be asked that, is what I want.

I wonder exactly how sharp a needle has to be to tattoo a God’s skin.