Current mood:	rushed
Current music:	Guster - Demons
Entry tags:	recs - spn and cwrps

And miles to beta before I sleep.
SO HOLY CRAP. I do not think I have mentioned this yet but MY BIG BANG POSTING DATE IS THE EIGHTH OF JUNE. As in, THE VERY FIRST DAY! Which is amazing because it means I can get it done and dusted and concentrate on a) life and b) betaing for other people, but like. HOLY SHIT THAT IS 11 DAYS AWAY. I am working my poor typey fingers to the bone. And also completely neglecting my real work that I should be doing. Writing fic on my office computer is probably not such a hot idea. I decided to leave the porn editing and insertion (ahaha) for last for this reason, ahaha :/ WHY IS IT SO DIFFICULT TO GET THIS OUT. Why. :( As Dorothy Parker said (and someone on my flist recently quoted), "I hate writing. I like having written." AMEN, DOROTHY. AMEN.

ANYWAY. Speaking of the office! I recently got a new sort of part-time placement at a Planned Parenthood teen center out in Ward 7. I am super happy about it, and I really love the kids I've met there so far, and I am psyched to do all the clinical stuff I'll get to do with the health center connected to the program center. I wish I could just work there completely and ignore the lame other job that is boring and no good 90% of the time, but hey, I gotta do what Americorps tells me. APPARENTLY Americorps has some sort of stipulation where you cannot be involved with anything related to abortion services, including referrals and pre- and post-abortion counseling, which I think is the most dumbfuck regulation EVER, because Americorps is a federal program, and abortion is LEGAL, so. Why the hell would we not be allowed to be involved in even COUNSELING? Like. That is ridiculous. So I am just going to do it anyway, because I am working at a fucking PLANNED PARENTHOOD and if one of my girls asks me about it, I'm not going to say SORRY, BABE, YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN, I CAN'T TALK ABOUT THAT CRAP! I'm just not. That is wrong in every way. Ugh, life.

At least my Americorps co-workers are awesome people. The one dude (We use to have more! What happened to them all?) had a Memorial Day BBQ at his place in NE, and though I got stalked by a gross loser in an SUV who shouted at me the whole walk there from the metro, I had an AWESOME TIME and did things I really should not have done and sent about a billion unintelligible texts. At some point I am going to need to rewatch Pineapple Express, because I have no idea WTF happened in it, though I technically saw the whole thing, and also I was convinced Alona Tal was in it at the time, which of course she was not.

Also work-related, I am going on a big ol' trip to Georgia and Louisiana with my kids! It is all-inclusive since it's for work, which is nice, and also I'll be getting OVER THREE WEEKS worth of service hours. PLUS I think it may even be fun, as long as the kids don't get too crazy. Although it will be sweltering, I'm sure. Mostly I am just happy about the hours and the free food. I expect lots of texts and emails to entertain me while I am computer-less. I WILL HAVE MY PHONE! :D! YOU WILL HAVE TO TELL ME IF JARED AND JENSEN GET MARRIED WHEN I AM NOT PAYING ATTENTION.

Unrelatedly! As he and his impact on Sam and Dean and SPN as a whole are being discussed frequently on my flist these days, can I just say: this is always how I will think of Castiel. Always. I'm sorry, I just. I CAN SEE FOREVER. It looks exactly like him sodginsdogin :3 Don't deny. N'aww, Cass. I have thought this from his very first appearance. KITTYFACE.

Also unrelatedly, I have yet to see the new Terminator, which is VERY BAD OF ME, because sodignsodn my man Christian!! I am usually the FIRST IN LINE to see new Bale movies! But I haven't seen any of the other Terminators, so. I want to watch those first. I never had a desire to see them, but I am willing to sit through them to be rewarded with Christian Bale at the end. Also, LOLZ MCG. He has his hands in all my favourite pots. Supernatural! Christian Bale! SPRING AWAKENING, APPARENTLY! N'aww, McG. You are precious. And also EVIL in my Hercules AU which has yet to be finished. That comes next after Big Bang.

But anyway, on the topic of PRECIOUS. I have been GORGING myself on Dean Forester lately. Not that I ever DON'T, but. sadcypress and I finished season 3 of Gilmore Girls and started season 4. DEAN. DEEEEEAN. And then I came home and read two AWESOME Dean Forester fics.

1) The Last of the True Romantics, by rudhampaiel. I am glad I read this even though the fact that it is called almost the exact same thing as a fic of mine almost put me off, ahaha. MAN IT IS AMAZING. Dean/Rory, with SO MUCH BEAUTIFUL DEAN LIFE AND SOUL AND CHARACTER. He deserves to be his own person, you know? To have his own life and be proud of himself and happy in who he is. And this fic GIVES THAT TO HIM. And Rory REALIZING what she WANTS and just sodignkerhofignkhlfghs oh my god this was just delicious and awkward in a perfect way. SIGH. *_*!

2) Everybody Loves a Happy Ending, by backinblack. Dean/Priestly. I MEAN REALLY. WHERE COULD THIS POSSIBLY GO WRONG. Hilarious and casutic and snarky but secretly sweet and schmoopy. Sexy and awesome. I don't know. I DON'T KNOW I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT. You don't have to know anything about Gilmore Girls or Ten Inch Hero to love it, either. :D!

Lastly, oh man, the costume chick on Gilmore Girls must've been on crack:




WHY ARE THERE TWO RS ON DEAN'S JERSEY. (Well, three actually, but you know what I mean.) WHY? THEY CAN'T EVEN SPELL IT RIGHT IN THE FREAKING SHOW. Sigh.

So yeah. That's it. Asylum this weekend! I am excited for reports!