what what in the butt
CREAM IS NOT AN OPTION. (CREAM IS NEVER AN OPTION.)
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OH GASP. Is there anything more distressing than DROPPING the carton of gross, last resort milk when you've just made a cup of tea? Amazingly, literally only one drop fell out, even when it landed on its side, so I got to make my tea. JESUS IS ON MY SIDE. KARMA. WOO. (It is gross and last resort tea, but hey. Going on a milk buying quest later on today. (lazy_daze, my mum used two interrobangs in her milk request note and I thought of you.))
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Karmic balancing act: someone tried to deliver a package, but I didn't hear the doorbell. So now all I have is the 'sorry you were out!' card and A CASE OF BURNING CURIOSITY. My brother and I have the same initials, so it could be for either of us, but as the Delivery Office is right on the edge of town this mystery will not be uncovered until Dad has a chance to drive out there. WHICH MIGHT NOT BE 'TIL THE WEEKEND. WHEN I AM AWAY.
Maybe it's my blinds. Maybe it's raggedann's box o' twinkies. Maybe it's for Steven. :OOO
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You may want to sit down for this. It could come as a shock.
Okay, are you ready?
I AM SUDDENLY KIND OF REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO CASTIEL NEXT SEASON.
IDEK. It is extremely fucking suddenly. I watched the clip in which Kripke shared the Castiel + whorehouse dets yesterday, and I went 'heh that could be a bit funny', and then today I reread my stupid coffee shop fic (it was written out of pure self-indulgence, so I might as well read it for the same) and was reminded of how much Castiel used to entertain me, even when my interest in him was waning, and BAM. LOOKING FORWARD TO HIS EXISTENCE.
It could be so funny! Okay, I'm not sure I trust the writers to really pull it off and if Sam doesn't get included in the Castiel Learns About Humans shenanigans my optimism is gonna fade really fucking fast, but right now my feeling is one of wooo~
Whatever happens, I think I'm going to make more of an effort to avoid the excessive Castiel squee next season. It only serves to irritate me, which, as we have seen, just makes me like him even less. I AM GOING TO BE FUCKING POSITIVE ABOUT THIS SEASON, MKAY.
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Today I am going to crack open my piggy bank and scrape together enough change to set up camp in Caffe Nero and WRITE. Oh yes I am.
My piggy bank, fyi, is serious fucking business. Observe.
LOOK HOW FULL IT IS. LOOK AT IT.
eta: IT HOLDS £24.67, BITCHES. THAT IS HOW BADASS MY PIGGY IS. Although £3.47 of that is in coppers which I think I'll probably donate to Cancer Research UK.
Poll
OH GASP. Is there anything more distressing than DROPPING the carton of gross, last resort milk when you've just made a cup of tea? Amazingly, literally only one drop fell out, even when it landed on its side, so I got to make my tea. JESUS IS ON MY SIDE. KARMA. WOO. (It is gross and last resort tea, but hey. Going on a milk buying quest later on today. (lazy_daze, my mum used two interrobangs in her milk request note and I thought of you.))
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Karmic balancing act: someone tried to deliver a package, but I didn't hear the doorbell. So now all I have is the 'sorry you were out!' card and A CASE OF BURNING CURIOSITY. My brother and I have the same initials, so it could be for either of us, but as the Delivery Office is right on the edge of town this mystery will not be uncovered until Dad has a chance to drive out there. WHICH MIGHT NOT BE 'TIL THE WEEKEND. WHEN I AM AWAY.
Maybe it's my blinds. Maybe it's raggedann's box o' twinkies. Maybe it's for Steven. :OOO
*
You may want to sit down for this. It could come as a shock.
Okay, are you ready?
I AM SUDDENLY KIND OF REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO CASTIEL NEXT SEASON.
IDEK. It is extremely fucking suddenly. I watched the clip in which Kripke shared the Castiel + whorehouse dets yesterday, and I went 'heh that could be a bit funny', and then today I reread my stupid coffee shop fic (it was written out of pure self-indulgence, so I might as well read it for the same) and was reminded of how much Castiel used to entertain me, even when my interest in him was waning, and BAM. LOOKING FORWARD TO HIS EXISTENCE.
It could be so funny! Okay, I'm not sure I trust the writers to really pull it off and if Sam doesn't get included in the Castiel Learns About Humans shenanigans my optimism is gonna fade really fucking fast, but right now my feeling is one of wooo~
Whatever happens, I think I'm going to make more of an effort to avoid the excessive Castiel squee next season. It only serves to irritate me, which, as we have seen, just makes me like him even less. I AM GOING TO BE FUCKING POSITIVE ABOUT THIS SEASON, MKAY.
*
Today I am going to crack open my piggy bank and scrape together enough change to set up camp in Caffe Nero and WRITE. Oh yes I am.
My piggy bank, fyi, is serious fucking business. Observe.
LOOK HOW FULL IT IS. LOOK AT IT.
eta: IT HOLDS £24.67, BITCHES. THAT IS HOW BADASS MY PIGGY IS. Although £3.47 of that is in coppers which I think I'll probably donate to Cancer Research UK.