Okay, so, returning to fannish squee

I bought a Jean Grey bust! It's the Morrison version, with the black jacket and the green Phoenix T-shirt; she's currently sitting next to my monitor at home looking seductive. It's been sitting on my comic shop shelf for months, but I have refrained because I don't buy statues. But my comics shop was having a moving sale this week (fortunately for me they're not moving far), and I just couldn't resist.

I have action figures all over my floor right now, preparatory to figuring out where they can be placed (anywhere I can; I've got tons of them). I am amused to realize that my biases are showing: I have eight different versions of Scott Summers. (Of course, much of that goes to availability; if there were that many versions of, say, Connor Hawke, I'd buy those too.)

Also, I discovered that for some reason I still had a baby My Little Pony stashed somewhere, and, well, LM has been a bad influence. The pony's currently got my Booster figure backed up against a wall, and yes, Caia, I'll take a picture. *g* Maybe she could go intimidate Batman next...