Eric Kripke makes me watch Johnny Mnemonic

Every time I delude myself into believing that I am totally fine, whatever Supernatural you can't ruin my day, the walls coming a-tumbling down in some fantastically embarrassing way.

As I had to run errands this morning, I belted out (Sam-style) to Wanted Dead or Alive in my car. Several times. Um, I may have had it on repeat. Fucking Bon Jovi.

*bangs head against wall*

Not even Keanu Reeves screaming "I WANT ROOM SERVICE!!!1111!!!" can brighten up my day.

And it's all because of THIS GUY*:



Your hiatus support group, ohnokripkedidnt!**

Why? Because even Stephen Colbert disapproves of MAKING REG SAD.

( Reg Does Not Like to Feel Sad Feelings )

If my summer is going to be filled with moaning and teeth gnashing, then at least some productivity must be attempted by writing happy-making fic to ignore the deep hurt deep in my pain-bone. What's that Office line that Michael says? Oh wait, I remember. It's like someone constantly punching you in the grief-bone. Yeah. That's what I got right now.

LOL macros at ohnokripkedidnt will make me feel better. (Note to self: make a post opening up said marco challenge, genius.) And fic. Porny happy fic that negates the TASTE OF SAD on my face.

Man, totally I gotta take my sister Johnny to see Prince Caspian. Perhaps that will distract me

DISCLAIMERS!

* My and my sister have a "this guy, that guy joke" where we make stupid faces at the camera and we'll say, "Oh oh oh, this guy over here is being a total d-bag and that guy is gonna fuck you over." and a lot of GOB-style rambling as we take toolish pictures. "This guy" is a jerk. But! We only mock because we love.

** Kripke does not, as far as I know, eat babies. But he certainly DRINKS THE TEARS OF FANGIRLS.