So I have finally watched both TVD and SPN.

( Spoilers for TVD are still wondering why you're hanging out with your brother's murderer. )

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( SPN's Saturday brain is pleased to announce that Sam Winchester shares my haircut. In other words, Sam Winchester desperately needs a haircut to stop himself from looking like a thirty-two-year-old woman two inches of hair growth away from a very flattering bob. )

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My mom is taking me to Kohl's for my birthday to buy me new clothes. Woohoo! I need some new jeans, as the ones that fit me the best are currently well-worn enough to not fit me that good anymore.

That said, I am not allowed to take a hundred bucks from my next paycheck and go buy a new chinchilla. Even if I can afford it next week (well, sort of), I don't NEED a chinchilla. Dexter keeps looking at me as though I've sent Eliot away and Dex wants him to come back, though. Aw.

OH MY FUCKING GOD.

Stephen Fry is going to play Mycroft in the next Sherlock Holmes movie.

... I didn't know I could make that noise without actively impersonating a dolphin or Daryl Hannah in Splash.