STOP THE PRESS. I think I just smelled something through a tiiiiiiny little column of clarity in my right nostril. *\o/* The snot may finally be receding, folks. Aaaaaah, the alluring scent of dog fart in the morning, how I have missed thee. *banishes Giles to yard*
Here are some things wot I is telling you.
1. I am driving to work today. Why? I dunno. I just am. Maybe drive-thru latte. Yes. Definitely drive-thru latte.
2. My
spn_summergen doesn't know what the hell it's...*cocks head, squints* ... Whatever. I'll go with it. Also, I swear to God, by the time I am dead I will know just enough about a whole bunch of stupid things to make me not very dangerous at all. Stand clear. Jack of all trades, master of none comin' through. *pushes y'all out of the way*
3. Chapter Eight of The Lee has more wordies! And Dean! And the Sam! And the Beth! *waves madly at Beth* I actually missed you guys. *group smish*
4. Firefox and I are getting married. We don't care what you say. We is in love.
5. I dunno what you guys are planning on thinking about all da-- SAG ASS.
Right. Well, then. I'm late. What a shock.