Robert, close your mouth. You'll let in flies.

[apocalypsos]

I just realized that the cord for my Internet connection is long enough for me to spend all of Sunday in bed with my laptop. Woohoo! All I need now is a Chinese restaurant nearby that delivers and I'll be the laziest person in town.

For the record, I didn't just open a file and set up to write a Wincest fic entitled, "Whatever You Do, Don't Think Of That Fucking Incredible Thing Dean Can Do With His Tongue". Nope. No, sirree. *whistles innocently* Not like I can work on it until tomorrow. Stupid job. *grumbles* (Erm, I just changed it from Dean to Sam. Just 'cause. *shifty eyes*)

My internal organs can fuck off and die. Goddamn cramps.

Hm. I'm bored. Tell me something you know that few people on my friends list would know, too. Example -- I know what newly made CDs smell like. Imagine you melted a leather couch. After a week, the pot that you melted it in would smell just like that. And probably still be warm. EW.

EDIT: I'm reccing Supernatural next month on crack_van. Huh. I hadn't completely forgotten about it, but I had thought I was much further down on the list. Oh, well, guess not. :)

Comments

[valerie]

I know how to wiggle one's ears, provided of course that the person in question has the genetic ability to do so :P