Lazy Sundays
So, pinkphoenix1985 (she has a countdown on her LJ - COOL!) alerted me to the fact that my shameful absence from LJ has meant I hadn't even noticed how close we were to the start of the new season of SPN. Our boys are almost back!
Ssh. Don't tell, or they'll take away my fangirl badge. They're mean like that. They have quotas you have to fill you know! Boy, I'm really going to have to make up for lost time so they don't kick me out of the playground.
Winchesters - YAY! Must look up how far behind we are here, and in the meantime keep eyes closed against spoilers.
Later I'm going to reward myself with watching the last few episodes. Just have to duck out to the shops first to stock up on tissues, gummy worms, and My Little Pony bandaids because I think Dean's going to need more than a few to patch up those hellhound wounds.
Meanwhile, because it's Sunday and the weather's perfect I think I'll stay lounging here on my balcony editing S is for Winchester
If the sun wasn't so damned bright behind my foxtail palms you could see a stunning blue sky (huh, even I can't get the rain of my dreams all the time), and a shimmer of the bridge over the river in the distance.
I almost have the house to myself, no work till tomorrow, all the chores are done, I have a balcony, a glimpse of water (if I was as tall as Sam), a chair, a laptop and fic to write. That's about as close to heaven as it is going to get in my life.
Now all I need is someone to bring me a nice cold glass of something, a slice of citrus - no make that passionfruit (I don't like to be completely predictable) tart (mmm passionfruit ...) and a Winchester that specialises in neck or foot rubs. Just send all of the above along within the next few minutes could y'all?
Ssh. Don't tell, or they'll take away my fangirl badge. They're mean like that. They have quotas you have to fill you know! Boy, I'm really going to have to make up for lost time so they don't kick me out of the playground.
Winchesters - YAY! Must look up how far behind we are here, and in the meantime keep eyes closed against spoilers.
Later I'm going to reward myself with watching the last few episodes. Just have to duck out to the shops first to stock up on tissues, gummy worms, and My Little Pony bandaids because I think Dean's going to need more than a few to patch up those hellhound wounds.
Meanwhile, because it's Sunday and the weather's perfect I think I'll stay lounging here on my balcony editing S is for Winchester
If the sun wasn't so damned bright behind my foxtail palms you could see a stunning blue sky (huh, even I can't get the rain of my dreams all the time), and a shimmer of the bridge over the river in the distance.
I almost have the house to myself, no work till tomorrow, all the chores are done, I have a balcony, a glimpse of water (if I was as tall as Sam), a chair, a laptop and fic to write. That's about as close to heaven as it is going to get in my life.
Now all I need is someone to bring me a nice cold glass of something, a slice of citrus - no make that passionfruit (I don't like to be completely predictable) tart (mmm passionfruit ...) and a Winchester that specialises in neck or foot rubs. Just send all of the above along within the next few minutes could y'all?