Last night's Supernatural was awesome. I loved it. I continue to love it. I am so bad with spoilers because I never know what is and what isn't, but for those of you who HAVE seen last night's Supernatural, I was wondering if you all wanted to ( participate in a fun little challenge? )
This week I totally lost three pounds and gave myself bleeding ulcers. (Don't ask me how I know.) I woke up this morning at six thirty and drank half a bottle of pepto--small consolation being that I can no longer think pepto without thinking of Sam and Dean for various fanfiction reasons--and then I lay around groaning like an unhappy, speared
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Something is seriously wrong with me; I feel as if I've been hit over the head with a sleepy stick, only I slept ten hours last night and have done nothing all day besides sit here and read incredibly excellent fanfiction. I keep remembering the African Sleeping Sickness episode of House and assuming I'm going to die. Damn you, House
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Supernatural has eaten my brains. All of them. Not much there to eat, but still. In order to avoid thinking about my darlingest mistful leavin' on a jet plane (don't know when she'll be back again) I ask a few lame but possibly vital questions
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Today I committed to memory three hundred and fifty stupid Japanese flashcards. You know what the awesome thing about studying is? You always say "I'm going to be diligent about this and learn cumulatively and study a little bit every day and then there will be no crunch time" and then you promptly ignore your better instincts and end up committing
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