Last night's Supernatural was awesome. I loved it. I continue to love it. I am so bad with spoilers because I never know what is and what isn't, but for those of you who HAVE seen last night's Supernatural, I was wondering if you all wanted to ( Collapse )
For those of you not with me: Dean is amazing. Discuss.
This week I totally lost three pounds and gave myself bleeding ulcers. (Don't ask me how I know.) I woke up this morning at six thirty and drank half a bottle of pepto--small consolation being that I can no longer think pepto without thinking of Sam and Dean for various fanfiction reasons--and then I lay around groaning like an unhappy, speared elephant until I fell asleep again on the bathroom floor.
Good times!
Last night, however, sevenfists forced me to write this short little genfic in which Sam likes Andrew Lloyd Webber, Dean reveals his vast knowledge of the great Broadway musical, and there's some down time. I'm always fascinated by what the boys do when there isn't anything but time to kill, so here goes nothing but midnight madness.
It is quite obvious that the Welsh have a problem. I am allowed to say this as my great-grandfather was Welsh. (He had to leave because of all the horses he stole. WHOOPS.)
Anyway, am on vacation still and will not be any sort of useful internet creature until Thursday, when I return to New York. I am sorry to all for not being around right now. :(
On my travels without the internet--there was an overabundance of train and bus trips, farms and midges, and of course the letters l, w, y, f and d--I dedicated myself to the task of making this Supernatural Vid to the song "Goodbye Waves and Driveways" by The Rocket Summer whose music is amazing. However, due to my laptop's cranky nature, I had to replay the vid from the start every time I wanted to check the synching, so it took me approximately two weeks to make this. Also, I have never actually attempted to seriously make a vid before: it was just that the song was far too perfect to pass up the chance. Anyway, I stole some of sarahtales's internet to upload this. Now I am sharing it with you.
Goodbye Waves and Driveways -- song by The Rocket Summer, vid by ladyjaida (will upload song upon request!) yousendit link ; youtube link Spoilers for all but the last episode, because, ha ha, windows movie maker kept crashing every time I tried to work with that episode. Feedback would be so very nice! I hope you enjoy it.
Now I am off to write. I hope you are all carrying on, my wayward sons.
Something is seriously wrong with me; I feel as if I've been hit over the head with a sleepy stick, only I slept ten hours last night and have done nothing all day besides sit here and read incredibly excellent fanfiction. I keep remembering the African Sleeping Sickness episode of House and assuming I'm going to die. Damn you, House!
Yesterday I watched two episodes of Smallville because 1. they were on television and 2. Jensen Ackles was in them. My grandparents were over, and it was awkward for a while because some seriously weird stuff was happening involving Clark and this cheerleader, in the category of "Stuff you don't want to see with your grandparents." The entire experience, however, went differently than what I expected.
Grandpa: WHAT DID HE JUST DO WITH HIS EYES? DOES HE HAVE MAGIC POWERS? Me: He's Superman. Grandpa: IS HE HARRY POTTER? Me: He's Superman. Grandma: Does that strange bald man have a crush on him? Me: Uh... Grandma: I think he does. Well, isn't that nice! He'll be upset if he finds out about that cheerleader.
Also, last night I had a fantastic dream. In it I was Dean, and Sam and I were investigating some weird stuff going down in these catacombs by a wharf. (It made sense at the time, stg.) Anyway, some rocks fell on me and we were staying in this shitty motel with only one bed and I was bed-ridden for a while, and after a long time of bed-rest and snarking with Sam in bed next to me I rolled over and tried to get up. That was when Sam caught my arm and pulled me down on top of him and it was one of those intense dreams where you can feel everything happening against you, around you, the rise and fall of Sam's chest and the look in his eyes, this strange quirk of his lips at the corner. Then there was a significant period of kissing, each of us working our way from neck to chin to cheek to mouth.
When I woke up I was very sad. I told my mother about it, and her response was "I'm distressed that your homoerotic dreams don't involve you as a women. With other women." I am pleased as punch that she didn't mention the incest part of the equation. (Or perhaps she has simply given up.)
This is the worst picture ever of me but keep in mind that I was ABOUT TO FALL DOWN. Oh my god oh my god. He had his arm around me. He had his cheek up against my cheek. He lingeringly touched my back when he pulled away. I will never bathe again!
Just got back from a Supernatural marathon at melodylemming's house and I have to say, I really freakin' love this show.
I love Dean's emotional constipation and his inability to socialize properly and I love Sam's stupid sideburns and his hero complex; I love John's emotional blackmailing and his scar and how his stupid sideburns sorta match Sam's.
I love how, once Dad returns, Sam appears to be starting his own Journal O' Crazy.
I love the way that Sam rebels for some of the wrong reasons and some of the right ones, and how Sam must've sat down his very first semester at Stanford to read some Psych 101 assignment and thought holy shit that's my family! in the same way we all do, not quite putting together how it isn't quite right because they're too messed up for the case studies and the analysis doesn't extend that far, doesn't work like that.
I love that Dad and Sam are in it for revenge, whereas Dean's just doing it because for Dean it's all he's ever known, no college, no life before, nothin'.
I love that I can watch the episodes over and over again and still find something new, because there are subtle machinations beneath the Hammer of Metaphor pounding away at you in any given scene.
I love. this. show. and I just want to be able to worship it properly. I'm starting to distress myself and bore others. I'm so sorry; I cannot restrain my love.
Supernatural has eaten my brains. All of them. Not much there to eat, but still. In order to avoid thinking about my darlingest sarahtales leavin' on a jet plane (don't know when she'll be back again) I ask a few lame but possibly vital questions.
1. Is there any point in the series where we see Sam's handwriting? Dean's? Daddy Winchester's handwriting is sort of ubiquitous (and looks like my 10th grade film teacher's, which is spooky) but while I know Dean draws stick figures and the Blue Oyster Cult logo and Sam draws that tree, I don't know if there's any instance of Sam or Dean's penmanship.
2. Is there any list out there of places stopped at and/or the chronology of the show? 6 months pass, or thereabouts, but is there any breakdown of how they pass episodically? (PS: Why is there never any snow on this show?!) Is there any sort of pattern or logic involved in the locations they hit up/when they hit them up?
3. This is more general, but. Favorite urban legend/ghost/poltergeist/creepy-crawly? Am curious.
This may or may not be for a foolhardy plan, but you didn't hear it from me!
Today I committed to memory three hundred and fifty stupid Japanese flashcards. You know what the awesome thing about studying is? You always say "I'm going to be diligent about this and learn cumulatively and study a little bit every day and then there will be no crunch time" and then you promptly ignore your better instincts and end up committing to memory three hundred and fifty stupid Japanese flashcards with fifty left to go no more than two stupid days before the stupid exam. And that's only the vocab! Rock on. I am so anxious! I have thrown up! Wah.
Meanwhile, anyone in NYC want to go stalking Madison Square Garden on the 18th with me?
And goddamn it LJ, stop sending me notifications that my account is about to expire, I know, I know, I'll sell the kidney, I'll get you the money, just don't take my icons away from me.
