Apr 18, 2011 23:51
Life is good. My birthday is coming up, so we'll watch the season six premiere of Doctor Who and speak in Elizabethan language.
I've been writing random snippets and scenes that seem to be connected somehow. I can't quite tell, but it seems to be about Supernatural. Some of it is certainly about Dean in hell, but others are less obvious. A good example: I love you like burning. I love you like a house loves a tornado headed straight towards it.. I'm curious about how this will all turn out.
Yesterday I got into an argument with a scooter and a hill and I lost. It really didn't seem that steep, but then I was going too fast and trying to slow myself down with a foot on the ground only made it go faster. All I could think about was getting off that monster, so I forgot about the brakes, and took both feet off the scooter at the same time. It just went "Bitch Please" and continued to pull me forward. I decided to cut my losses and aim towards the grass and halfway succeeded. My left leg hit the concrete and I skinned my knee and inexplicably bruised my inner thigh. My right leg escaped with a bit of dirt, but it still hurts a bit when I climb stairs.
doctor who,
stupidheads,
aargh,
writing,
real life