quarterturn

The tornado that hit south of us pretty much obliterated an entire town. I guess Bush is supposed to be here Thursday to do an assessment; he's already declared it an emergency zone. :-/

In less depressing news (I always feel a little weird following something like that up with frivolous TV talk. Double :-/) I watched some TV.

( Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles )

( Being Human )

We have to wait until next year for more of this? COME ON.

( Moonlight )

I wasn't concerned in the least when I heard Moonlight wasn't being renewed, but now I'm kind of disappointed. I've heard there may be a move to a different network? Let's hope.

Good GOD this has gotten long. I leave you with adorable macros that have come across my flist at some point recently.

( invisible macy's parade )

Also, new Heroes kink meme! Why is there never a kink meme in any fandom I participate in except Heroes? Have all the kinks been written in SPN? I kind of wouldn't doubt it. >.>

I had a dream last night in which I was having sex with Pete Wentz. Bandom friends, this is all your fault. I don't know how, but it is. The sex was amazing, but it was weird and he was reading me Kant during. I have no idea.

The thing is, I'm only vaguely attracted to Pete Wentz, in the same way I'm attracted to Colin Farrell: it'd probably be good, but I'd need to be tested for every STD known to man afterwards, and probably some known to animals. And I'd never quite get that dirty feeling off.

Granted, my knowledge of Pete Wentz is limited to what I hear through the few bandom friends I have, and a few random tidbits here and there that make it into mainstream media. So I have this kind of half-formed concept of Pete as like, the organ grinder's monkey. He's kinda cute, and he completes his required tasks fairly competently, but you wouldn't want to get too close for fear of fleas, and it's the organ grinder that's got all the talent anyway. The organ grinder, in this analogy, being Patrick, of course. I'm pretty sure there's an 'organ' joke in there somewhere that my inner 12-year-old is dying to find, but I'm kind of excited that I didn't build the whole analogy around that joke. Fandom hasn't eaten all of my soul yet.

Current Mood: dirty
Current Music: Abstract Rude - Come Out To Play

slashfest is open, bbs. There are some effing awesome requests, especially in the SPN and CWRPS categories that I would love to see stories from but that I know I wouldn't do justice, but hey. I have some of the best writers in the fandom on my list, so you guys go write them. ♥

Plus there's The Black Donnellys, Blade, Boondock Saints, Entourage ahem ahem, tons of Harry Potter, SGA...lots of good stuff. Probably something for everyone. Just go give it a look see.

In other news, I dreamt about American Idol last night. I DON'T EVEN WATCH THAT SHOW. This is basically all

expatiates' fault for posting pictures of that guy Blake (? I think is his name?) because he was totally in it, along with Justin Timberlake, which. Don't ask me. I watched Alpha Dog the other night. I'm blaming it on that.

Current Music: Lagwagon - After You My Friend

I have no idea why I'm in such a good mood this morning. Perhaps it was dreaming that I was an astronaut that looked sort of like Sandra McCoy being introduced to millions of screaming fans in an arena by the Burger King dude except in human form and then having to dance a ballet except that I'd never danced ballet before? I DON'T KNOW EITHER. It's slightly more strange than the one I had the other night about Hiro and Ando, elevators, assassins, steel drums, and Sean Bean.

So, to put you in the same kind of mood I'm in, how about some really hot Sam/Dean biting!porn? Yes? How about a Dean/Sam sleeping!manip?

( under here! )

Brought to me by my babeh

dementedlove. I don't know who made it, but cute! ETA: Made by the fabulous

lostt1, thanks for the info,

txtequilanights!

Or if Dean/Sam doesn't trip your trigger, how about some kittens?

( you cannot resist teh cute! )

Still nothing? Are you BLIND or just HEARTLESS? Ok, totes kidding. But if you don't have cuteoverload on your reading list, you really should.

How about some macros? (A lot of the kitty ones were snagged from

she_eats_worlds.)

( one does not simply cut tag into Mordor )

Ahahaha, those still crack me up every time.

Or how about this: George Washington. One of the funniest effing things I've ever seen in my life. Or this: 28 Day Slater, part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5. I've recced it before, but oh my god, it definitely bears a repeat rec.

How are you guys this morning?

Current Mood: cheerful

Dudes, I finally had a Winchester dream last night. Sadly, Sam was totally absent. Actually, that might not be so sad.

I'm in this gas station and there's a female clerk and Dean Winchester is in there, too, and we're kind of chatting it up/flirting. I think we know each other pretty well already, because we're goofing around and I steal his keys and go hop in the Impala. I only live like a mile away from this gas station in real life, and in my dream I was just going to take it to my house and then come back. But Dean's watching me through the window of the gas station, and he is NOT AMUSED, so I ended up turning back early. But oh, guys. Oh man. Driving the Impala was like everything you'd imagine, even just dream!Impala. It was amazing. Impala sex fic recs, anyone? The rest of the dream was about me going back to the station and the bad guy from Roadkill trying to kill me, and Dean being very older brotherly in his protectiveness.

Speaking of Roadkill, though...

( finally watched it )

Oh, heh, yeah, about St. Patrick's Day. My sister ended up cancelling on us at the last minute, and I was in a pretty terrible mood anyway, so Allen came over with booze and food and we ended up just chilling. I had a Guinness for the first time ever, and man. That stuff is SO much better than the regular beer we have here. I've been trying to get myself accustomed to the yellow beer here for years, and I just can't do it. I attribute my Guinness love to my Irish heritage. lol.

I also had four mini bottles of Kahlua chocolate latte (YUM) and then I passed out. Not passed out passed out, I just got so sleepy I couldn't keep my eyes open and ending up falling asleep at like eleven. I AM A PARTY ANIMAL.

Pam (

dementedlove) wrote me the most awesome John/Dean, and it is my life's goal right now to get her to post it. Seriously. It's awesome. And we're gonna discuss expanding on the plot because she's got a damn good one, and just. aljfasljsfd. I am so lucky to have this girl. ♥

Umm. I totally did not get my Departed/TBD story done for

tbd_stpaddys. I slept almost all goddamned day. I THINK ALLEN DRUGGED MY GUINNESS. However, I'm sure I'll still try to finish it, because I'm kind of psyched about it.

Aaaand,

schneestern's got me thinking of a plot bunny involving Jensen/Jared and the use of sex toys during interviews. >.>

My hand hurts/is possibly bruised because I tried to break up some ice with my fist. Turns out I am not Chuck Norris and I cannot break things with my fist, even ice. I would've tried a roundhouse kick, but I figured it might get messy. Plus, I was not wearing shoes.

And now some Heroes picspam. Zachary Quinto and a couple Adrian Pasdar, maybe one or two Milo Ventimiglia and Hayden Panettiere.

( orgy of hotness, anyone? )

ETA: No I definitely don't have over 70 tabs open in Firefox fight now. >.> GIVE ME TIME I WILL GET BACK TO EVERYTHING.

Also, I seriously need you guys' expertise/opinion on this: Is the word 'gypped' a slur? I have my own opinion about it, but I want to hear what you guys think first.

You know the best way to make my heart sink into my stomach and my brain freeze for a second? Send me an e-mail telling me my story's late for a fic exchange I don't remember signing up for.

It was an honest mix-up, but for a second there I thought I would be doing some fancy typing to get a story in tonight.

Had a dream about Jared and Jensen the other night. I was a waitress at this rundown restaurant in the south, and they were the last two customers of the night. I knew who they were, but I didn't want to advertise my fangirlishness, so I acted dumb until they came up to pay. I said something to let them know I was a fan, and Jensen rolled his eyes and left, and Jared stayed gave me a hug, although he acted like it was such a chore. After they left I realized I had all of their IDs - driver's licenses and a bunch of other ID cards, plus their credit cards, and I was going to keep them as souvenirs. I'm kind of an asshole fan in my dreams. :-/

I'm thinking of doing a Black Donnellys friending meme, because I need more people who love this show. *ponders*

I'm on this sleeping schedule that I suppose most people would consider 'normal'. Bed at nine or nine-thirty, up at six-thirty or seven. I hate it with the passion of a thousand suns. It might be time to break out the Mello Yello.

Current Mood: tired

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