...and I can't stop grinning. Seriously, man. Like, my mouth corners are sore. *L* She kicked ass and had an absolute blast doing it. I love girls with big voices. (Apparently so does Andrew Lloyd Webber. He was fun!)

Um, what else? Keeping with the TV theme, I'll be working Thursday night when SPN FINALLY returns. Arrrrrgggggghhhhhhh.  ( Read more... )

Title: Every Little Girl Deserves One
Author: girlguidejones
Rating: G, 300 words exactly
Pairing/Characters: Salvation-verse Sam/Sarah. Dean.
Disclaimer: Characters property of the CW and Eric Kripke. No profit made, no infringement intended.
Summary: Dean'll do anything for Alli. And that's on a normal day.
Notes: A triple-drabble for gekizetsu on the occasion ( Read more... )

Note to self:  nobody on your flist likes silly poetry about your Girl Scout Cookie fetish.   Ha!

Went out last night with my neighbor to a nifty wine bar.  It has a package store attached, where they sell at state minimum, and you pick whatever you want and then just pay a corkage fee.  Still WAY cheaper than restaurant markups.  WIN!  All the food ( Read more... )

...and where much fun was had with amazing people, not the least of which is
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Hey all!  Yes, I'm just back from family time, and instead of torturing you with stories about two adorable boys, I'm pimping fandom stuff.  No, that does not make me a weirdo freaky-deaky person.

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I just opened a bottle of champagne, which foamed up and spilled over unexpectedly (no jostling or mishandling on my part, they just do that sometimes.) This in turn caused me to jostle in surprise and knock over one of the nice Riedel champagne glasses which chasarumba got for me last Christmas, which shattered everywhere.

( The revealing part of this post is my initial, instinctive mental reaction which was NOT: )

...and tardy ones at that. poisontaster, here's your answers. Which, btw, I had all typed out and and LJ ate it so now you get recycled, clumsy, ineloquent replies instead. eljay=no love.

( here you go )

Self-affirmation of the day:  I can bake like a mofo.

Seriously.  I can cook also.  I learned from my maternal grandma, with a little paternal grandma thrown in.  But it was mostly Mamaw.

Long summer nights were almost always at Mamaw and Pappy's house, wherever that was through the years, but never more than a half hour away.   There was this ( Read more... )