Journal ratings are fucking pointless. PG-13 for one F bomb
This month is awesome for everything except my pockets. Got back from Dragon*Con um...well, it was a few days ago. Who's counting right? Anyway, my point is it was fucking rad except for all that money I spent. Then there are all the DVD box sets I have to buy: Supernatural, The Office, Smallville. I think I will just rent The Sarah Connor Chronicles and Dexter. Glad new stuff is coming out, though, because I was starting to feel like the biggest loser/geek ever for watching Supernatural over and over and over. I can rest easy, though, the season 4 premiere is a scant 10 days away! Can't you feel my fangirlishness from over the interwebs?
Also a strain on my bank account: Comic Con tickets and booking my flight--the latter of which I have yet to do because, well, it's fucking expensive. Although really I should be happy; the real trouble won't come until it's time to book the hotel.
Anywho, I am tired, which is good because I have to get up super early to be at work by 7. Yay me!
Also a strain on my bank account: Comic Con tickets and booking my flight--the latter of which I have yet to do because, well, it's fucking expensive. Although really I should be happy; the real trouble won't come until it's time to book the hotel.
Anywho, I am tired, which is good because I have to get up super early to be at work by 7. Yay me!