They Say What They Say

You know it's going to be an odd day when your alarm clock goes off and on the radio Marieke Hardy is asking "Where's my slash?"

o_O

I have this plot bunny that won't go away but I cannot write this story. This is a story that cannot be written and if I did write it, I'd never be able to show my face in fandom again.

*shoos away wascally wabbit*

But I've also been having these visions of Jensen house sitting for Jared while was at the convention last weekend. He's puttering around, playing with the dogs and doing Jared's laundry; alphabetizing the DCs and DVDs and definitely not wearing a t-shirt that smells like Jared when he falls asleep in Jared's bed every night. No, not at all.

I am so pooped after yoga I feel like I'm going to fall over at any minute. It's all I could do to make dinner and eat it. If I managed to stay awake long enough to brush my teeth it will be a miracle.

You know it's going to be an odd day when your alarm clock goes off and on the radio Marieke Hardy is asking "Where's my slash?"

o_O

I have this plot bunny that won't go away but I cannot write this story. This is a story that cannot be written and if I did write it, I'd never be able to show my face in fandom again.

*shoos away wascally wabbit*

But I've also been having these visions of Jensen house sitting for Jared while was at the convention last weekend. He's puttering around, playing with the dogs and doing Jared's laundry; alphabetizing the DCs and DVDs and definitely not wearing a t-shirt that smells like Jared when he falls asleep in Jared's bed every night. No, not at all.

I am so pooped after yoga I feel like I'm going to fall over at any minute. It's all I could do to make dinner and eat it. If I managed to stay awake long enough to brush my teeth it will be a miracle.