And then there's that third option, that she's just twisted.

[apocalypsos]

My mother sent me this. I think it's either her way to make up for calling me before and lecturing me on how to pay my bills now (I'm twenty-nine, for God's sake, I know how to pay fucking bills, even if I have a hard time making the money to pay them sometimes) or her way of making up for telling me not to sell the old car to a junkyard because I'll need it to get to work until I get the new car I can't get without selling the old car to a junkyard.

*headdesk*

I think I'm going to spend the rest of the day working on getting my Yuletide assignment done and out of the way. And then maybe write more Rock Star!Dean smut. MMM.

And to those of you who Paypal-ed me stuff, OMG, you guys. *hugs tight* Thanks a LOT. :)