The messages on my phone:
Daniel: wowzers
Tahirire: Meep
Susannah: Welcome 2 the jungle! :D
Me: Cherry Pie!
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Sam calling Dean 'kiddo'... eek. Here, Show, you dropped somethin. *picks up anvil*
BOBBY! Didn't hesitate to call and check on that name (duh boys, PANIC IS BAD) and then to stab Dean to get the blood to kill the siren with. SMRT. Also, the phones on the wall and the Kiss The Cook apron and HELLO KITCHEN THAT USED TO BE THE FRONT LIBRARY, YOU STILL MAKE ME LAWL.
And why isn't the stunt!Chevelle running? ...where's my checkbook. *real sadface*
BUT THE MUSIC. THE MUSIC IS BACK!!!!! *dances*
Hello, bleeding heart.
The metamorphosis, it is here:
"What else are you hiding from me?"
"Boo-[fucking]-hoo."
OMGBOYS! D:
I have been on the phone spouting meta about this episode and 4.10 over the course of several phone conversations... for a total of four hours today (HEY!! I WAS MULTITASKING. I got more done at work in those two hours than I did all damn day because people thought I was on the phone and stopped interrupting me and now I might DO IT MORE). Right now, meta is accompanied by a Yellow Tail Shiraz Cabernet. Excessive thinkiness, indeed, but very eye-opening. God help me remember it long enough to write it all down.
*presents new tag* Oh. Oh, yeah. Sam, you can stop breathing down my neck now. That is quite distracting and I'm trying to pay attention, thank you.
I LOVE CATHERYN HUMPHRIS WITH THE POWER OF A THOUSAND SUNS RIGHT NOW. Also.... CHAAAARRRRLLLIEEEEEEEE. *snickersnort*
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