gonna write you a letter, gonna write you a book..
note to self: "oncluding" is not a word, thank you.
*echem*
so yesterday i was in this bouncy mood, all full of random squee, and i was thinking about, like, five things that made me wriggle with glee, and one of them was that i had a banana and some sour cream waiting for me at home, and the rest of it turned into this schmoopy mash note to supernatural fandom. and then work happened so i never actually wrote it down.
and then i slept weird last night and woke up with an incredibly nebulous and possibly very ooc nash/daniel scene in my head and wondered if i'd been reading too much spn fanfic. (there was a connection between those things this morning, really there was.)
but, you know, i love my fandom. it fills me with squee and joy and all kinds of squishy feelings. also there was a woman in starbucks today who was wearing a straw cowboy hat, and it made me think of that one picture of jared in a cowboy hat, it's a "save a horse, ride a cowboy" kind of photo, and if you know which one i'm talking about you know what i mean, and if you don't i can find it and upload it when i get home. but anyway, strange women in cowboy hats make me think of the giant porn hands. the boys get everywhere, no lie.
my boss' son and grandkids are visiting, and before they came here they were in nashville, and the youngest granddaughter who's about four has pink cowboy boots now. is that or is that not the cutest damn thing?
*echem*
so yesterday i was in this bouncy mood, all full of random squee, and i was thinking about, like, five things that made me wriggle with glee, and one of them was that i had a banana and some sour cream waiting for me at home, and the rest of it turned into this schmoopy mash note to supernatural fandom. and then work happened so i never actually wrote it down.
and then i slept weird last night and woke up with an incredibly nebulous and possibly very ooc nash/daniel scene in my head and wondered if i'd been reading too much spn fanfic. (there was a connection between those things this morning, really there was.)
but, you know, i love my fandom. it fills me with squee and joy and all kinds of squishy feelings. also there was a woman in starbucks today who was wearing a straw cowboy hat, and it made me think of that one picture of jared in a cowboy hat, it's a "save a horse, ride a cowboy" kind of photo, and if you know which one i'm talking about you know what i mean, and if you don't i can find it and upload it when i get home. but anyway, strange women in cowboy hats make me think of the giant porn hands. the boys get everywhere, no lie.
my boss' son and grandkids are visiting, and before they came here they were in nashville, and the youngest granddaughter who's about four has pink cowboy boots now. is that or is that not the cutest damn thing?