Spoilers and I am a silly fangirl!

[scarylullabiez]

You know, Supernatural has kind of a delayed effect on me. I never feel any emotion beyond squee and perversion while I'm watching it, but then some time later I'll see something and it'll trigger some deep involvement in whatever was going on last Thursday. Even with being scared: when The Usual Suspects aired, I wasn't scared for a minute, until three days later when MamaGoddess, who had purchased some label-making software behind my back, printed up some labels and I walked into the dining room and saw them laying in the printer. You know what labels look like when they print up, right? I nearly had a heart attack. So All Hell Breaks Loose was unbearably awesome, but powerful as it was, I didn't really have any emotional response to it. Until today. I got off work early, and before I went home, I went to check out the knitting books in Barnes and Noble, see if there was anything I needed and all, and I picked up this book entirely on knitted teddy bears, and and and...



So I'm siting in Barnes and Noble, crying over a book on teddy bears. I'm just a big weirdo.

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[dealated.livejournal.com]

You never called me back. I called you back and left you another message. :(

Anyways, I need to know how I will get to your house from the airport, cause I'm not sure if I am renting a car or not. If someone could come get me that would be cool. What day in the week, last week of July, first week of august, would be a good day for me to fly in? Then I just have to figure out how I will get from San Diego to the desert...maybe my parents can come down and get me. If you are around today, just call me, cause I have the day off so I will be sitting around for the most part.

[scary-lullabies.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry. I was waiting for an email from my dad about when we are going to Thailand exactly, but he's taking his time emailing me. The earliest we would leave will be the 31st of July. So it'd be good if you came down on maybe the 25th? I will be out of school and I can request whatever days off from work, so whatever day it is around that time shouldn't be a problem. Also, I have my permit and I don't mind being on the wrong side of the law, so I should be able to come and get you and drive you up to Yucca and all. My main concern is your accommodations. My niece and maybe my sister will be coming right after that, so my mom will be tense and in a cleaning frenzy, so I wonder if it wouldn't be best to only stay at my house from say, the 25th until the 28th, and then get a motel room for a few days, in San Diego or in Yucca or whatever. I can has a paycheck, so don't worry about the money. Does that sound ok to you?

[xtinethepirate.livejournal.com]

SAMMY IS ONLY SLEEPING.

I've been telling myself that all week. It has to be true. IT HAS TO. *points to icon* See? SEEE??? SLEEPING. SAM. And Dean is only crying because he knows that Sam!drool will ruin his leather jacket.

Really.

[scary-lullabies.livejournal.com]

JUST SLEEPING, YES. ALL CUDDLY AND MUMBLY LIKE HE DOES. AND SOON DEAN SHALL WAKE HIM UP WITH COFFEE AND RIMMING.

[xtinethepirate.livejournal.com]

ALLLL part of a balanced breakfast. *grins*



Stores here are still being jerks and only selling shirts with designs on them or ribbed fabric, so I'm going to try my luck in Calgary for our SPN shirtiful needs. *looks determined*

[scary-lullabies.livejournal.com]

Mmmm orange juice. :)

I feel like I should do this for your determined shirt search.

[xtinethepirate.livejournal.com]

OMGS! *puts kitty on shoulder in proper piratical fashion* Now I know that Death will be on MY side in this search (at least Terry Pratchett's version of him who does NOT approve of Cruelty to Animals and SPEAKS IN ALL CAPITAL LETTERS)

*salutes you bravely* If I do not return, it is because retail and teenyboppers have devoured my corpse and put my soul on the 50%-off rack. But I shall send the kitty home to you one way or another.

[scary-lullabies.livejournal.com]

If that were to happen, I would roar a roar to be heard across the continent, and immediately go on a campaign of viking-esque berserked violence, mowing down all that stood between me and your soul, in order to retrieve it from the 50%-off rack and weep manfully over it. And then I would be destroyed and disillusioned with this cruel and viking-esque way of life, so I would go live as a hermit in a Tibetan village. Until one day, my country needed me to save the nation from terrorists, which I wouldn't give a damn about except they are holding your daughter or sister hostage or something, having snatched her from the flimsy grasp of Canadian security forces, and I feel a duty to protect her. So I'd get out my old viking armor and berserker shrooms, and kick some terrorist ass and inadvertently free Tibet from China, by accidentally cutting off funding or something when I killed some guy essential to China's rule. And at the end I'd go put some flowers next to the jar I keep your soul in while hugging your daughter/sister/whatever. All because we needed some Spn shirts of the new license plate.

[xtinethepirate.livejournal.com]

And then, the clouds will part, the earth will tremble, and there will be mad boisecksing all across the land. For I will hear your roar and witness your battle and use it to hone my poker-playing skills against the angels who guard the entrance to teeny-bopper heaven (where I have been ostracized since my arrival, hence the reason that my soul was split in two and placed on the RACK OF 50%-OFF DOOOOOOOM). Once their eyes cross and their brains overheat and cease to function from the effort of thought, I shall make good my escape and RIDE DOWN FROM ON HIGH (or at least middley-high) in the Metallicar with its ORIGINAL PLATES.

Then we shall crack open the soul-containing jar, and find, by the virtue and sexiness of our wincestful thoughts, that the soul within has been transformed into two tshirts. And all will be well in the land.

[scary-lullabies.livejournal.com]

HAPPILY EVER AFTER THE END.

[xtinethepirate.livejournal.com]

\0/ WE WIN!