Some very strange things
* The All Hallows' Eve Comment Fic Meme is severely lacking in fills - go write! NOW! :-P
* This morning I dreamt that I knew someone who knew Jensen and somehow got approval for me to call him (for something or other) and thus I had his home AND cell phone number, and left a stilted vmail for him to call me. I was at work at the time and vibrating with excitement, about to tweet about it when I was called away from my desk to a small conference room and Maroon 5's James Valentine and Adam Levine were there waiting for me. It was apparently my birthday and Adam decided his gift to me would be to draw on my arm and sign it, but I had to promise I wouldn't go get it tattooed later. I asked him to only draw - not sign - so I could have it, like, on my forearm or the back of my hand and people could see the funky flower he was starting on the back of my upper arm. He insisted he wanted to sign it, but it still had to be in the back. I mumbled some joke about tweeting how awful this present was then James made a joke about something I recently said on Twitter and I was horrified, thinking of all the Jensen-related tweets James had been reading. Adam was halfway through his funky purple flower when my alarm went off, so I will never, ever call Jensen back.
* Because of the above, I woke up with the whooo-whooo-woo-woo-woo part of Maroon 5's "One More Night." Honestly, I hate that freaking song, especially the whoo-whoo part, so this is not good news.
* I get the kitties tonight! I promise to take 1000s of photos! I'm very excited, except my mom is side-eying me about it and actually doesn't know I'm really going to do it. And then one of my close guy friends is being a huge asshole and commented on one of my Facebook posts that he won't be coming to hang out at my place anymore (because he's allergic) and is making it out like I'm the asshole for getting cats. Uh, he hasn't been to apartment in like five months and since when does his happiness come before my daily life? It's not like it's a boyfriend who is constantly over and I just randomly got cats. Ugh.
* In 'this isn't news' news, Jensen is still smitten like a kitten with Jared:
I feel like the longer I stare at it, the bigger Jensen's smile looks. It's an optical illusion!
Now that I've talked about kitties and J2 in this post, I still really want some sort of cat!Jensen-dog!Jared BFFery. Or schmoopy romantic type cuddling of animals IDEK.
* This morning I dreamt that I knew someone who knew Jensen and somehow got approval for me to call him (for something or other) and thus I had his home AND cell phone number, and left a stilted vmail for him to call me. I was at work at the time and vibrating with excitement, about to tweet about it when I was called away from my desk to a small conference room and Maroon 5's James Valentine and Adam Levine were there waiting for me. It was apparently my birthday and Adam decided his gift to me would be to draw on my arm and sign it, but I had to promise I wouldn't go get it tattooed later. I asked him to only draw - not sign - so I could have it, like, on my forearm or the back of my hand and people could see the funky flower he was starting on the back of my upper arm. He insisted he wanted to sign it, but it still had to be in the back. I mumbled some joke about tweeting how awful this present was then James made a joke about something I recently said on Twitter and I was horrified, thinking of all the Jensen-related tweets James had been reading. Adam was halfway through his funky purple flower when my alarm went off, so I will never, ever call Jensen back.
* Because of the above, I woke up with the whooo-whooo-woo-woo-woo part of Maroon 5's "One More Night." Honestly, I hate that freaking song, especially the whoo-whoo part, so this is not good news.
* I get the kitties tonight! I promise to take 1000s of photos! I'm very excited, except my mom is side-eying me about it and actually doesn't know I'm really going to do it. And then one of my close guy friends is being a huge asshole and commented on one of my Facebook posts that he won't be coming to hang out at my place anymore (because he's allergic) and is making it out like I'm the asshole for getting cats. Uh, he hasn't been to apartment in like five months and since when does his happiness come before my daily life? It's not like it's a boyfriend who is constantly over and I just randomly got cats. Ugh.
* In 'this isn't news' news, Jensen is still smitten like a kitten with Jared:
I feel like the longer I stare at it, the bigger Jensen's smile looks. It's an optical illusion!
Now that I've talked about kitties and J2 in this post, I still really want some sort of cat!Jensen-dog!Jared BFFery. Or schmoopy romantic type cuddling of animals IDEK.