Just writing it as it comes, folks.
Your name is JAKE "The Flame" ENGLISH and you are watching the Star Wars movies for the second time today, on eight separate screens (two for Clone Wars). You are also watching Robert Downey Jr. Sherlock Holmes, the Terminator Films, and the entirety of Marvel's relaunched universe, Picture-in-Picture. You could not even contemplate being BORED right now.
Jake: Stand on your head and-
No! This was a hard-won PRIVILEGE and you are not about to just surrender it. It's films 'till sunset and target practice in the moonlight!
Well, maybe not "hard-won." It may have been handed to you on a bit of a silver platter with some offhand warning about "stress" and "demons" and "everyone you know being locked out of time in combat with a horrendous something something" you honestly having trouble remembering the details, maybe because of the EIGHT TELEVISION SETS THIS IS AMAZING.
Jake: Share your bounty of film with your good friends.
Well you would, but you're not entirely sure how to go about it. Video chat? Besides, they're probably all more than occupied. Texas is nice and warm right now, maybe...
Uh...
Dash it all, now this isn't a fair display of friendship, is it?
Well, you remember Jane's name. Maybe you should talk to her. You're sure she's perfectly well-occupied but you do tend to gravitate to her from time to time. Having a chance to see her face-to-face with her would be... kinda nice...
Look, can't a gent blush over his internal narration in peace?
Dance the flaminco and puke on-
Friend, you're going to have to leave.
Besides, you're about to put in the Smurfs. And if MYSTERIOUS VOICES in your head interrupt you during the Smurfs, things are going to come down to some SHITGNARLY FISTICUFFS.
Best day ever.