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Hello My Friends, I Ramble!
So, I have not been posting much. I've been reading stuff here and there--finding very interesting stories outside my usual fare and enjoying them. I'll try to remember to post some recs, soon. I had some started, but when the Magic Brick died, it took the wind out of my sails, so to speak. I've also been writing a shitton of meta and deleting it because I'm not good at stuff like that but still, it's kind of enjoyable to do. I have thoughts about my Shows, y'know, besides 'fuck, them boys're hot.'
I'm kicking around my S&D min-bang entry and my SVBB entry. I've decided to make Clark into a hooker this time out. I killed Ma and Pa Kent, leveled the farm and sent little Clark out into the world. Cross your fingers with me and hope that it makes sense, somewhere along the line.
Killing the parents is a theme with my challenges, seems. I killed John too, and made Bobby Sam and Dean's daddy. Ah? Ah?
I hope ya'll had a good day today. I worked. I bitched, I kvetched, I cursed people under my breath. Fun times. (why do little kids stare at the fitting room attendant? Why do they all hang over the side of the desk and stare at you--s'creepy.) But when I got home, there was fresh corn, smoked chicken and hamburgers waiting for me. Almost made up for the rest of the day.
I miss you guys and I'm sorry that I haven't been entertaining lately. I'll try to make up for that somehow. What would you like from me? Anything you want, except for me coming out to your place and doing windows. Or dusting. I draw the line at some things you know, and housework--it's just not natural.
I have cards for soem folks who need them--and when I get my addresses back from MB, then I can send them. Side note to
rosy5000, did you know that this thing called the "post office" requires tiny pieces of art called "postage" affixed to your mail and will not send said mail without them? Crazy, right? Tchah.
Well, off I go to make Clark entertain gentleman callers in an alley! Ta! Airkiss, airkiss!
I'm kicking around my S&D min-bang entry and my SVBB entry. I've decided to make Clark into a hooker this time out. I killed Ma and Pa Kent, leveled the farm and sent little Clark out into the world. Cross your fingers with me and hope that it makes sense, somewhere along the line.
Killing the parents is a theme with my challenges, seems. I killed John too, and made Bobby Sam and Dean's daddy. Ah? Ah?
I hope ya'll had a good day today. I worked. I bitched, I kvetched, I cursed people under my breath. Fun times. (why do little kids stare at the fitting room attendant? Why do they all hang over the side of the desk and stare at you--s'creepy.) But when I got home, there was fresh corn, smoked chicken and hamburgers waiting for me. Almost made up for the rest of the day.
I miss you guys and I'm sorry that I haven't been entertaining lately. I'll try to make up for that somehow. What would you like from me? Anything you want, except for me coming out to your place and doing windows. Or dusting. I draw the line at some things you know, and housework--it's just not natural.
I have cards for soem folks who need them--and when I get my addresses back from MB, then I can send them. Side note to
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Well, off I go to make Clark entertain gentleman callers in an alley! Ta! Airkiss, airkiss!
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This hooker fic keeps getter sadder and sadder in my mind, and I'm already thinking this thing will not have a happy ending--and I'm all about the mostly sort of happy ending!
I do know what you mean. I've written meta a couple of times, flinched and then hit delete on it all. Working up the nerve to Meta is HARD. Heh.
Yes! I compare my ramblings to other folks well-thought out musing and think, "Hmmm, this is just another way to say 'boys hot, show good.'"
That post office bit up there would make GREAT Castiel dialog, yuh-huh. You should save it... Castiel sending out Christmas cards and he encounters a Problem.
I'm...so completely tempted...
Actually, he was in my mind--that 'air quote' thing he did is constantly hilarious to me and we do it way too much to each other, the Fam and I.
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I forgot to log out of my reading LJ again!
roxy :)
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*hangs head in shame*
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...
Whut?
The problem with my meta is my ramblings--thoughtful or otherwise--tend to turn into rants and I'm just going, "Slow your roll there, Crazy Cakes." and have to delete it lest I look like a psycho to the masses.
You should. Christmas Card Angel and the Great Stamp Dilemma of 2011. He'd be so confuzzled and then he'd call Sam and Dean after to tell them of his Trying Day, but, "You should receive holiday wishes in three to five days."