OTOH, it's what Sunday's are for, right?
IDK, internets. I have not done anything of consequence today. Well, I've done my laundry. Otherwise? Nada. Been reading old fics. And I feel like I should do something. Write fic? I might need coffee for that. I have been watching SPN all day. Oh, show! I fee like I was in rehab and then I fell off the wagon and am now just totally glutting myself. Complete and total relapse.
Do I put on pants and go get coffee? Is it too late in the afternoon for coffee?
I am paralyzed by indecision. And laziness.
Hey, remember that episode where Sam had sex and you were all, "Holy fucking shit, Padalecki! Where did those arms come from?" And then you were sad because you were not that girl, and even though maybe you're a Dean girl, you're like, "UM, Sam wins at sex?"
Something like that.
Maybe I'll just go read some lolcats.
Do I put on pants and go get coffee? Is it too late in the afternoon for coffee?
I am paralyzed by indecision. And laziness.
Hey, remember that episode where Sam had sex and you were all, "Holy fucking shit, Padalecki! Where did those arms come from?" And then you were sad because you were not that girl, and even though maybe you're a Dean girl, you're like, "UM, Sam wins at sex?"
Something like that.
Maybe I'll just go read some lolcats.