Well, I just experienced another breakup tonight. "Supernatural" is no longer my hot, shiny boyfriend. Sure, all was lovely for a while. But he quickly went from being my dream man into some greasy, fat bastard sitting in a trailer eating one of those Hungry Man frozen dinners. I dunno, I couldn't stay hooked on it like I did the X-Files. Ah, well. We tried. I'LL MISS YOU, WINCHESTERS. ♥

AND OF COURSE IT LOOKS LIKE FUCKING CBS IS GOING TO CANCEL NUMBERS AND I'M A BIG FAT FAILURE TURTLE WHO GOT INTO A SHOW DURING WHAT COULD BE ITS LAST SEASON. AIEE!!!

(I know the above sentence isn't grammatically correct, but fuck it.)

( Fic-related bitching )

Wow, that cut was not well-thought-out and all over the place, but I don't care. I just spent my entire night reading some most awesome Numb3rs fic instead of watching RAW and I am duly ashamed. OFF TO BED WITH MEEEEEEEE!

Somehow I managed to stretch and gave myself a headache doing so. I have no idea why. Maybe it's just coincedence, but that doesn't make it hurt any less! IT'S A CONSPIRACY, I TELL YOU!

( Picture )

( And the world-famous (not so much) 28 Questions meme that I stole from Chrissy... )

I hate every single fucking person that has crossed my path today. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE. As far as I'm concerned they can go choke on a dick and get raped up the ass without lube and fucking die. They can take all of their fucking work that they send up here fucking late because they're too damn pathetic to get it done on time and throw themselves off of a cliff.

DIE.

/rant