It feels so strange when I'm driving, because I feel like I'm a child. I think it's down to how vividly I remember my childhood, and how little my thought processes (as in the way I think, not the things I think? If that makes sense?) have changed, and how, really, I don't feel twenty. I feel ten or twelve, at most, most of the time. But I'm ( Read more... )

So I bet Sam was the kid that ate the Play-Doh all the time, whenever they (rarely) had it, and Dean was like DUDE, YOU'RE EATING SOMETHING PURPLE, WHAT IS WITH THAT? HEY, AND WHY IS THERE LESS PLAY-DOH THAN THERE USED TO BE? WHERE DOES IT GO? and didn't catch on for the longest time and when he did he was like COME ON, SERIOUSLY? and then secretly ( Read more... )

The HHE/SPN thing is back on. I've made progress. I may finish it someday! (I'm aiming for this month, but given that my December schedule has practically exploded with CRAZY, I may not have the mental capacity to write much. Or I might write myself into a coma and refuse to sleep, as I sometimes to when I'm busy. I DON'T KNOW.) So far, Sam has ( Read more... )