Going out with the old gang tonight, which ought to be WONDERFUL. Drunkenly wonderful. Perhaps I'll take my camera. Also, went shopping today (I saw both seasons of Supernatural and WANTED, but they were both £30 and hell no), near gave myself a heart attack lugging it all back up the hill. Milk is heavy, okay.
SO ANYWAY it's possible my bigbang involves Jared doing the Thriller dance. Oh baby, oh baby. It could well be one of the most fantastic things I've ever visualised. (The Jared of my mind is really not a very good dancer. What he lacks in coordination, he makes up for in enthusiasm.)
HEY HAVE SOME HAPPY J2 RECS. A combination of the new delights and old favourites I've been reading today:
♥ Man's Best Friend, by belyste. Jensen turns into a dog and it's really, really good and awesome and cute and OH DID I MENTION JENSEN TURNS INTO A DOG.
♥ Witnesses Appear, by unamaga. Simply put:
“I look hot,” Jared says proudly. “If you ever wonder why you’re marrying me, dude? It’s because I’m hot. Like burning.”
Jensen snorts. “Careful there, Smokey. Only you can prevent forest fires.”
♥ Coffeemaker Fettuccini and a Silver Ring, by thehighwaywoman. Jared is hopeless and in love and very bad at proposing and adorable and IT'S ADORABLE.
♥ As Long As You Smile, by loony_moony. Jensen doesn't wear bananas on his head. Oh and there's a gay, gay pageant and a retelling of Miss Congeniality and a mechanical bull and lot of adorable lulz. But mostly, no bananas on his head.
My new OTP for the day is Ash/Bela. I DARE YOU TO IMAGINE THEIR POOL TABLE SEX.