Dear My Friends,

How are you this morning/afternoon? I am watching the TNT, and Supernatural. Poor, poor, poor Sammy. He was so young and so innocent. It breaks my heart to know that even if he gets fixed up and makes up with Dean, that it will never be the same again. Our boy's grown up and can't grow backward. *unhappysigh* He was such a believer in the power of love.

Also, Dean was unearthly beautiful back then.

On another note, my work on the Brex ficlet continues! After almost losing the whole damn thing because I am an idiot, I got it most of it back. Half of it got fucked--have no idea how or why. Technology and I are distant, rather cool, acquaintances. We pass each other on the street with chilly head nods of polite recognition, and sneer out of each others' eyesight. So! Brex! It's kind of...not nasty, but it should be. Such a weenie I am. Soon, my friends, soon...and after that? Who knows? *inset evil laughter here*

you guuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiise!

HOLY SHIT--I just realized something! The more evol Sammy gets-- THE THINNER HIS EYEBROWS GET!!!!!!!

Yah, it's true, go look. I'll wait here.

Hmmhmmhmhma hunkahunkaburning--

RIGHT?AMIRIGHT?

See. Gotta go make coffe now. catchaonaflip. maybe decaffeinated.

ETA: Naaaaaaaaaver mind, they're just scaped a little better...no more caffeine for me. :(

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Can't write porn, daughter's on my shoulder....