Ok, I know this has become a Dean Winchester appreciation blog, but I am still stunned by how he keeps getting BETTER LOOKING.
Talk dirty to me.
Excuse the bathroom picture, I just really like my outfit today.
Valar émbaris: all men must bathe.
(NB, that’s just a stab at “bathe”; HBO owns both Dothraki and Valyrian - yes, really - which means there are no official dictionaries yet, so I just turned “water” into a verb, simple future. Because I have a rich and full social life, and I am cool.)
This is beautiful.
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No, no, no…let’s talk more about how great I look.
GPOYW
Sometimes I look through my tumblr, wondering what a stranger would see about me.
And all I can think is: ACCURATE.
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Sam wants to apologize to his dad for all the things he said to him.
(copious weeping)
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…WEEPING…
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How I feel about Jillian Michaels right now.
Today at work a bee the size of a pinky finger flew in my window. I had a new hire in my office, who, it turns out, is slightly allergic, so we banished her to the other side of the door. Where I could see her head peeking in the window the whole time.
Then I grabbed a box and a co-worker pulled up the shade and BOOM. I trapped it. I asked my co-worker to get me a file folder, but she only saw the paper. Ok, I can make that work.
So, I shove it under the box, very carefully, but not so carefully that I can’t tell I pissed him off as moved over him.
But then the paper wasn’t stiff enough for me to pick it and the box off the window, so I had to ask again for the file folder and then shove that under. Whew. Remove from window and…
I blanked. I got really afraid I was going to
1. remove the paper and the bee was going to fly right in my face
or
2. accidentally drop the box or paper down on to the playground when I tried to separate them
I stood there just kind of holding the box. I had a moment of utter panic with a crazy large bee buzzing around beneath my fingers.
I ended up sticking everything far out the window before I opened it and I managed to hold onto everything and bring my arms back in the window, at which point my co-worker slammed the window shut.
At this point in my life, I’d prefer to be a little more suave with the insect catching, but at least I didn’t cry.
I’m getting confused on what to post where, because really, being over 40 and awkward is my life.
Where are my awkward brethren? Submit to me!
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Well, 10 months later and I’m trying the 30 Day Shred again. LOL.
Doctor Who: Pyramids of Mars
This is the greatest thing in all of classic Doctor Who
Number 4, ARB
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I’ve almost burst into tears twice this morning and I don’t even know why.
The first time I was thinking about how I’m visiting my brother in New Jersey this weekend. I’m going by myself. I just need to spend some time with him, to know he’s ok. To get to know his new girlfriend. To dare any fucking asshole from his congregation to even look at him funny for dating ‘already’ even though for him it has been almost two years since he and his wife separated.
Ok, maybe I know why.
There are times when I feel so absolutely fine and then times I just feel wrecked and wonder how do I go on with this giant piece of the puzzle of my life missing.
Things are fine. Good even. But sometimes I wonder if repression just doesn’t work all that well all the time.
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Sam: Because I didn’t wanna bowhunt or hustle pool - because I wanted to go to school and live my life, which, to our whacked-out family, made me the freak.
Sam: Dean, you know what most dads are when their kids score a full ride? Proud. Most dads don’t toss their kids out of the house.
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OH, LOOK, THAT THING I WON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT!
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When I picked Sylvia up she and a friend were making a tunnel in the sand. They were so determined to finish it. I gathered her stuff and left them to it. When they finished they held hands and jumped on it to see if they could break it. I wish I’d gotten a picture of that.
I wonder how much longer Sylvia will have such an easy relationship with boys. Not that they don’t drive her crazy sometimes, but how long will she be able to just work together and innocently clasp hands and be joyful in success with no baggage or fears.
For a while I hope. Forever maybe.
