LOLOL MY LIFE IS FAIL PART II, REVENGE OF THE SPAM
Let me tell you a story about a man named Jim...nah, I'll just tell you one of my weekend.
IF YOU GET PAST THE FIRST TWO PARAGRAPHS THERE'S A SURPRISE INSIDE GIFT OF LULZLY SPAM. :D (which still is a surprise even though I told you what it was. so be surprised)
The story begins early Saturday and I spend all of that day (unexpectedly) at my second cousin's Bar Mitzvah. I knew it was coming but my family figured we weren't going to go considering we're nether close to the family nor Jewish but at the last minute my brother and I where needed wanted for the ceremony. We got to open a door that didn't look like a door. Fun times. But no really, the ceremony was lovely enough, we were encouraged to sing but uh, not knowing a lick of Hebrew we pretty much hummed and 'la'd our way through most of it. Afterward we were sent to party in a place that looked like a miniature of my homecoming dance. Free food, I was there. So it was mildly fun with only one mishap: when my cousin went to light the fourteen candles the first one was dedicated to those who had passed away (my Great-Grandfather, bless him) and for each candle a bit of music was played. For this one someone apparently thought it was a terrific idea to play Imagine by John Lennon. While, yes, a pretty tune it is not appropriate for a Bar Mitzvah when mourning those who had died and, because that's life, the music DJ wasn't getting things primed in time or something because it lagged for a second and came on full force right when Lennon sings "Imagine there's no Heaven". I dislike the song because of personal reasons but the whole scenario had me laughing so hard people where staring. That was like, sitcom funny. My parent's groaned and facepalmed but other then that I wasn't aware of any other reactions amongst the religious audience, of course I was pretty out of it at the time so who knows? Though, it could have been much worse, they could have played Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin. XD
So we ended up staying there for God knows how long until we have to take a two and half hour drive back home and then crash into bed because it's just that late. And that was my Saturday. Sunday was even funner. I wake up in the afternoon on Sunday because of last night so there's half the day right there, I figure nothing's impertinent at the moment so a laze around for a bit until my mom comes home and she spends the next five minutes staring at my face, which is...weird. Sure, I get people staring and turning heads, in shock-and-awe at the complete average plainness of my appearance but really? It gets kind of freaky when the mom does it. Finally she speaks up and tells me my face is red. And it is, all over my face I've got a rash like clown makeup. So to the doctors I go and spend the rest of that day at. It turned out I was allergic to one of the strange appetizers they served at the after-party. The doctor said it probably wouldn't have been an issue if I didn't eat so much of it. It wasn't that it was good or anything (I forgot the name of it but it's this strange folded pastry thing) but I already ate all the mini hot-dogs I could find and it wasn't like the main course was any good. Try living with an Italian cook for a mother and say that pasta bow-ties and barely seasoned chicken is going to do it for you. At least it wasn't as bad as finding out I was allergic to Tiramisu. My dad has high-hopes that I'm allergic to the rum and my mom is betting it on the cheese, either get's me depressed. If I can't have alcohol and cheese then what has this world come too!? D:
And now it's Monday. Well, to me it's still Monday. I just didn't bother with life today - exhausted by past events but here I am closing a story on the epic of most epic life of Eight. Pretend there was a shark attack in that or something. Or that I didn't change tenses every now and then either. For those wondering, rewatch resumes tomorrow (or today, depending) same time episodes 4.09 - 4.10.
I know I missed lots of interwebs times and that makes me sad but I can't bring myself to go back thousands of pages to find whats up SO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED ON YOUR WEEKEND OR ANYTHING YOU HAD SHARED IN YOUR JOURNAL/WANT TO SHARE WITH ME. OR LINK ME TO IMPORTANT STUFFUS, K? C:
NOW I MUST FUN UP THIS DEPRESSING POST, COMMENCE 'FUNNING UP'
(AKA MAI CAPSLOCK IS ON)
IT'S ALL BRIGHT AND COLORFUL AND TRUFAX.
LOLING AT HOW MISHA'S FACE DOESN'T CHANGE AND ALL AND JENSEN'S ONLY A LITTLE. THEY SEEM SO UNIMPRESSED BUT JARED, AS WE KNOW LIKE A PUPPY, IS ATTRACTED TO SHINY THINGS. BLESS HIM.
LIKE SRS DOOD. SOMETIMES MISHA JUST RADIATES AWESOME. ALSO, ONLY SORT OF RELATED, BUT I'M KIND OF DEPRESSED AT THE LACK OF JARED/MISHA FIC. THEY DON'T FIGHT WITH WORDS OR FISTS, THEY FIGHT WITH THEIR CARS AND IF THAT ISN'T TWULUV THAN I DON'T KNOW WHUT IS. D:
DIS MAN IS TEH SEX. RAISE YOUR HAND IF THIS HAPPENED TO YOU BEFORE!
HOLY SHIT THIS PIC FREAKS ME OUT. O________O DID THEY LIKE, DIE OR IS THIS SHOPPED IDK.
DEAN IS AN ADORBES PUPPY AND CAS IS A CUDDWLEY KETTEH, TRUFAX. I NEED MORE FIC OF KETTEH!CAS AND PUPPY!DEAN. TOGETHER BEING CUTE. AND SAM TOO. OH! EVEN BETTER: AN EPIC FIC ON DEAN AND CAS BEING A KITTEN AND A PUPPY AND SAM HAS TO KEEP FROM SUFFOCATING THEM WITH THIS CUDDLES AND COOS. OR! OR! SAM AND DEAN AND CAS ARE TURNED INTO TWO PUPPYS AND A KETTEH AND HAVE TO HOMEWARD BOUND IT TO BOBBY'S TO CURE IT. OMG YES! PLZ, SOMEONE WRITE THIS I HAVE A CRAVING NOW.
THIS IS SO TRUE. I DON'T SHIP JOHN/DEAN AT ALL BUT MHMMMM MATT COHEN IS SO FINE WHO CAN BLAME DEAN FROM SNEAKING A PEEK?
YOU NOW CAN'T UNSEE. YOU WILL NOW GO WATCH 'HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON' AND NOTE ALL THE ADORABLE WAYS CASTIEL IS LIKE TOOTHLESS.
DEAN STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE...YOU SO KNOW YOU WANT CAS IN A DRESS, HE'S GOT THE LEGS FOR IT. (CAS SEEMS SO PISSED THAT DEAN DOESN'T GET TRENCHCOAT STYLE XD)
I BET TWENTY HUGS THAT "DEAN." IS EXACTLY THE FIRST 'SENTENCE' OUT OF CAS'S MOUTH WHEN HE AND DEAN REUNITE. JUST "DEAN." AND THEN A LONG PAUSE. TWENTY HUGS, ANYONE WANT TO TAKE THAT BET?
NUH UH IT DOESN'T, THEIR WEDDING WAS BEAUTIFUL CANT DENY IT LARGE WHITE TEXT PERSON. :P
WHY DOESN'T ANYONE EVER LISTEN TO PATRICK. WHY? THAT STARFISH IS A GENIUS.
NOW FOR SOME INCEPTION. FYEAH.
FUCK YEAH, THIS BAMF.
GUISE, I'VE FALLEN SO HARD FOR THIS SHIP. I HAVEN'T SHIPPED ANYTHING THIS SRS BSN SINCE DEAN AND CAS (EVEN THOUGH IT STILL DOESN'T COMPARE TO THEM) I JUST LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH OMG. IT DOESN'T HELP THAT EAMES DRAWLS OUT DARLING LIKE NOBODY ELSE AND I HAVE SUCH A KINK FOR PET NAMES. "DARLING" AND "MISTER EAMES" ASDFGHJKL; :DED:
(D: I had the page up from where I got this but then I accidentally closed it and now I can't find it any more. I wanted to link the page back to show off the amazing artist and encourage peeps to go comment. So if you know where/who it came from go tell them they are awesome, k)
:FLAIL-FLAIL: THIS SHIP IS KILLING ME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I JUST MADE AN OBSERVATION OF MY THREE MAIN SHIPS:
DEAN/CASTIEL
EAMES/ARTHUR
&
JACK/IANTO
ANYONE ELSE SEEING SIMILARITIES? I GUESS I JUST HAVE A MAJOR THING FOR SEX-ON-A-STICK HORN-DOGS AND THEIR RESPECTIVE BAMF PRETTY BOYS IN SUITES TM. I'M REFLECTING ON HOW ALIKE THEY ARE NOW XD, I CAN'T HELP BUT TO MAKE CONNECTIONS TO THINGS EVEN WHEN THEY'RE NON-EXISTENT. MAYBE I SHOULD MAKE A CHART OF IT, WHAT DO YOU SAY?
I KNOW THERE IS A SPN VERSION OF THIS TOO BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS...I WANTED TO PUT THEM SIDE-BY-SIDE, MY TWO FAVORITE FANDOMS.
AND OF COURSE I HAVE TO END THIS WITH MY ULTIMATE TWU LUVS THAT NOT EVEN INCEPTION CAN DISMANTLE.
WHAT CAN I SAY, THEY OWN ME HEART AND SOUL. <3
I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THE SPAMMING A BIT. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONLY A MINI-SPAM. :FACEPALM: I STILL HAVE TO GATHER MY DEMON!CASTIEL PICS AND GIFS TOGETHER TOO AND SPAM THAT SEXYASS. ANYWAYS, LEAVE ME WITH A COMMENT ABOUT YOUR WEEKEND OR ABOUT THE SPAM AD I'LL GET TO IT IN THE MORNING. RIGHT NOW IT'S BEDDY-TIEMS FOR THE GAL WITH THE SUSPICIOUS-LOOKING LOTION COVERING HER FACE. REMEMBER,
Night~ ♥
IF YOU GET PAST THE FIRST TWO PARAGRAPHS THERE'S A SURPRISE INSIDE GIFT OF LULZLY SPAM. :D (which still is a surprise even though I told you what it was. so be surprised)
The story begins early Saturday and I spend all of that day (unexpectedly) at my second cousin's Bar Mitzvah. I knew it was coming but my family figured we weren't going to go considering we're nether close to the family nor Jewish but at the last minute my brother and I where needed wanted for the ceremony. We got to open a door that didn't look like a door. Fun times. But no really, the ceremony was lovely enough, we were encouraged to sing but uh, not knowing a lick of Hebrew we pretty much hummed and 'la'd our way through most of it. Afterward we were sent to party in a place that looked like a miniature of my homecoming dance. Free food, I was there. So it was mildly fun with only one mishap: when my cousin went to light the fourteen candles the first one was dedicated to those who had passed away (my Great-Grandfather, bless him) and for each candle a bit of music was played. For this one someone apparently thought it was a terrific idea to play Imagine by John Lennon. While, yes, a pretty tune it is not appropriate for a Bar Mitzvah when mourning those who had died and, because that's life, the music DJ wasn't getting things primed in time or something because it lagged for a second and came on full force right when Lennon sings "Imagine there's no Heaven". I dislike the song because of personal reasons but the whole scenario had me laughing so hard people where staring. That was like, sitcom funny. My parent's groaned and facepalmed but other then that I wasn't aware of any other reactions amongst the religious audience, of course I was pretty out of it at the time so who knows? Though, it could have been much worse, they could have played Stairway to Heaven by Led Zeppelin. XD
So we ended up staying there for God knows how long until we have to take a two and half hour drive back home and then crash into bed because it's just that late. And that was my Saturday. Sunday was even funner. I wake up in the afternoon on Sunday because of last night so there's half the day right there, I figure nothing's impertinent at the moment so a laze around for a bit until my mom comes home and she spends the next five minutes staring at my face, which is...weird. Sure, I get people staring and turning heads, in shock-and-awe at the complete average plainness of my appearance but really? It gets kind of freaky when the mom does it. Finally she speaks up and tells me my face is red. And it is, all over my face I've got a rash like clown makeup. So to the doctors I go and spend the rest of that day at. It turned out I was allergic to one of the strange appetizers they served at the after-party. The doctor said it probably wouldn't have been an issue if I didn't eat so much of it. It wasn't that it was good or anything (I forgot the name of it but it's this strange folded pastry thing) but I already ate all the mini hot-dogs I could find and it wasn't like the main course was any good. Try living with an Italian cook for a mother and say that pasta bow-ties and barely seasoned chicken is going to do it for you. At least it wasn't as bad as finding out I was allergic to Tiramisu. My dad has high-hopes that I'm allergic to the rum and my mom is betting it on the cheese, either get's me depressed. If I can't have alcohol and cheese then what has this world come too!? D:
And now it's Monday. Well, to me it's still Monday. I just didn't bother with life today - exhausted by past events but here I am closing a story on the epic of most epic life of Eight. Pretend there was a shark attack in that or something. Or that I didn't change tenses every now and then either. For those wondering, rewatch resumes tomorrow (or today, depending) same time episodes 4.09 - 4.10.
I know I missed lots of interwebs times and that makes me sad but I can't bring myself to go back thousands of pages to find whats up SO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED ON YOUR WEEKEND OR ANYTHING YOU HAD SHARED IN YOUR JOURNAL/WANT TO SHARE WITH ME. OR LINK ME TO IMPORTANT STUFFUS, K? C:
NOW I MUST FUN UP THIS DEPRESSING POST, COMMENCE 'FUNNING UP'
(AKA MAI CAPSLOCK IS ON)
IT'S ALL BRIGHT AND COLORFUL AND TRUFAX.
LOLING AT HOW MISHA'S FACE DOESN'T CHANGE AND ALL AND JENSEN'S ONLY A LITTLE. THEY SEEM SO UNIMPRESSED BUT JARED, AS WE KNOW LIKE A PUPPY, IS ATTRACTED TO SHINY THINGS. BLESS HIM.
LIKE SRS DOOD. SOMETIMES MISHA JUST RADIATES AWESOME. ALSO, ONLY SORT OF RELATED, BUT I'M KIND OF DEPRESSED AT THE LACK OF JARED/MISHA FIC. THEY DON'T FIGHT WITH WORDS OR FISTS, THEY FIGHT WITH THEIR CARS AND IF THAT ISN'T TWULUV THAN I DON'T KNOW WHUT IS. D:
DIS MAN IS TEH SEX. RAISE YOUR HAND IF THIS HAPPENED TO YOU BEFORE!
HOLY SHIT THIS PIC FREAKS ME OUT. O________O DID THEY LIKE, DIE OR IS THIS SHOPPED IDK.
DEAN IS AN ADORBES PUPPY AND CAS IS A CUDDWLEY KETTEH, TRUFAX. I NEED MORE FIC OF KETTEH!CAS AND PUPPY!DEAN. TOGETHER BEING CUTE. AND SAM TOO. OH! EVEN BETTER: AN EPIC FIC ON DEAN AND CAS BEING A KITTEN AND A PUPPY AND SAM HAS TO KEEP FROM SUFFOCATING THEM WITH THIS CUDDLES AND COOS. OR! OR! SAM AND DEAN AND CAS ARE TURNED INTO TWO PUPPYS AND A KETTEH AND HAVE TO HOMEWARD BOUND IT TO BOBBY'S TO CURE IT. OMG YES! PLZ, SOMEONE WRITE THIS I HAVE A CRAVING NOW.
THIS IS SO TRUE. I DON'T SHIP JOHN/DEAN AT ALL BUT MHMMMM MATT COHEN IS SO FINE WHO CAN BLAME DEAN FROM SNEAKING A PEEK?
YOU NOW CAN'T UNSEE. YOU WILL NOW GO WATCH 'HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON' AND NOTE ALL THE ADORABLE WAYS CASTIEL IS LIKE TOOTHLESS.
DEAN STOP BEING AN ASSHOLE...YOU SO KNOW YOU WANT CAS IN A DRESS, HE'S GOT THE LEGS FOR IT. (CAS SEEMS SO PISSED THAT DEAN DOESN'T GET TRENCHCOAT STYLE XD)
I BET TWENTY HUGS THAT "DEAN." IS EXACTLY THE FIRST 'SENTENCE' OUT OF CAS'S MOUTH WHEN HE AND DEAN REUNITE. JUST "DEAN." AND THEN A LONG PAUSE. TWENTY HUGS, ANYONE WANT TO TAKE THAT BET?
NUH UH IT DOESN'T, THEIR WEDDING WAS BEAUTIFUL CANT DENY IT LARGE WHITE TEXT PERSON. :P
WHY DOESN'T ANYONE EVER LISTEN TO PATRICK. WHY? THAT STARFISH IS A GENIUS.
NOW FOR SOME INCEPTION. FYEAH.
FUCK YEAH, THIS BAMF.
GUISE, I'VE FALLEN SO HARD FOR THIS SHIP. I HAVEN'T SHIPPED ANYTHING THIS SRS BSN SINCE DEAN AND CAS (EVEN THOUGH IT STILL DOESN'T COMPARE TO THEM) I JUST LOVE THEM SO FUCKING MUCH OMG. IT DOESN'T HELP THAT EAMES DRAWLS OUT DARLING LIKE NOBODY ELSE AND I HAVE SUCH A KINK FOR PET NAMES. "DARLING" AND "MISTER EAMES" ASDFGHJKL; :DED:
(D: I had the page up from where I got this but then I accidentally closed it and now I can't find it any more. I wanted to link the page back to show off the amazing artist and encourage peeps to go comment. So if you know where/who it came from go tell them they are awesome, k)
:FLAIL-FLAIL: THIS SHIP IS KILLING ME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I JUST MADE AN OBSERVATION OF MY THREE MAIN SHIPS:
DEAN/CASTIEL
EAMES/ARTHUR
&
JACK/IANTO
ANYONE ELSE SEEING SIMILARITIES? I GUESS I JUST HAVE A MAJOR THING FOR SEX-ON-A-STICK HORN-DOGS AND THEIR RESPECTIVE BAMF PRETTY BOYS IN SUITES TM. I'M REFLECTING ON HOW ALIKE THEY ARE NOW XD, I CAN'T HELP BUT TO MAKE CONNECTIONS TO THINGS EVEN WHEN THEY'RE NON-EXISTENT. MAYBE I SHOULD MAKE A CHART OF IT, WHAT DO YOU SAY?
I KNOW THERE IS A SPN VERSION OF THIS TOO BUT I DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS...I WANTED TO PUT THEM SIDE-BY-SIDE, MY TWO FAVORITE FANDOMS.
AND OF COURSE I HAVE TO END THIS WITH MY ULTIMATE TWU LUVS THAT NOT EVEN INCEPTION CAN DISMANTLE.
WHAT CAN I SAY, THEY OWN ME HEART AND SOUL. <3
I GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THE SPAMMING A BIT. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ONLY A MINI-SPAM. :FACEPALM: I STILL HAVE TO GATHER MY DEMON!CASTIEL PICS AND GIFS TOGETHER TOO AND SPAM THAT SEXYASS. ANYWAYS, LEAVE ME WITH A COMMENT ABOUT YOUR WEEKEND OR ABOUT THE SPAM AD I'LL GET TO IT IN THE MORNING. RIGHT NOW IT'S BEDDY-TIEMS FOR THE GAL WITH THE SUSPICIOUS-LOOKING LOTION COVERING HER FACE. REMEMBER,
Night~ ♥