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it took me a week, but i'm finally here with media and thoughts on my epic david cook experience in san diego. so my friend S. and i drove down to san diego last thursday, getting there in excellent time. we checked into our hotel, which was amazing - the San Diego Downtown Marriott Courtyard - if you're ever in the Gaslamp Quarter, i highly recommend staying there. gorgeous historical building (it's a converted bank, but they left a lot of the bank details) and incredibly friendly staff. once... read more

What started with an innocent picture to a wonderful woman, turned into an epic story about Jimmy, his mother, and cocaine. sneakingyoda : Me: sneakingyoda : Me: To be continued... sneakingyoda : this is like... choose your own adventure gone so very very wrong. me: YES Or gone very very right sneakingyoda : LOL this is what I get for trying to shock you with sad snails. me: Have you learned your lesson? sneakingyoda : No...

Here I will try to record the most epic riddle as accurately as I can remember it. What is 6x3? Open your door- that's how many steps you take to find your next clue. There you will find a series of sticks- follow them. They will lead you to a tree with many branches. One of the branches forms an arrow pointing west. Stand beneath the tree. Knock on the third highest knot on the trunk. A portal to Narnia will open. Do NOT go in there. Face west. Look for a window with a pentacle hanging in it....

Some thoughts on 4.09 as I watch, some a wee more analytical toward the end, though definitely not all that could be said. But I know if I wait to post a REAL long thought-out response, it'll never happen ;) OMG, boys fleecing poor saps at pool FTW! Dean watching the Sammy at work, and it makes him hot... Way to step in and prevent the resulting sex and money spree, Ruby! "Um, we've got leads, big leads." Oh, Dean. Do you think Dean's jealous of Ruby? Not even in a sexual way. That someone...

Fanfic Writer's Epic Poem Once upon a time... There was a fanfic writer... That fanfic writer wrote a ton... And updated frequently... And oh what great fun... Then half a year later... The writer seemed to have died... But really, truth be told... That author's brain had fried.  The author couldn't keep up... With the endless works of fiction... With tradegy of writer's block... Had almost been a prediction... And now that author is sorry.... For the long ass fucking wait.... Please...

Кросспост из Потрепанный журнал .Комментарии можно оставлять здесь или здесь Remember, remember the fifth of November, gunpowder, treason and plot, I see no reason why gunpowder treason should ever be forgot. Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, ’twas his intent to blow up the King and the Parliament. Three score barrels of powder below, Poor old England to overthrow: By God’s providence he was catch’d With a dark lantern and burning match. Holloa boys, holloa...