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withdiamonds at 01:30pm on 07/07/2012
withdiamonds at 01:30pm on 07/07/2012...I swear, I'll always love you.
Why, oh why do songs that I *never* listen to get stuck in my head? Especially a song from 1962? I still haven't recovered from the "Edmund Fitzgerald" debacle of this past winter, when I was slowly driven insane over the course of like, TWO WEEKS by that fucking song.
:quickly sings Patches to shove EF lyrics out of my brain:
I managed to get out nice and early this morning for a leisurely 8 miler before it got too hot, although it was 91 when I got home. I weighed myself before and after the run, to see how much I should drink today - I lost three pounds. Too bad it was only water.
Marcia, Larry and I are like hibernating bears, drowsing around the house, clutching our laptops in the cool places we can find. Marcia keeps trying to sit out on the deck, I have no idea why. Larry has decided to use up some of the gazillion Korean cooking staples Adam stocked up on when he came home from there, so we're having chicken bulgogi tonight. I'm thinking that's not going to cool us off.
I hate the phrase "deep dicking."
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Why, oh why do songs that I *never* listen to get stuck in my head? Especially a song from 1962? I still haven't recovered from the "Edmund Fitzgerald" debacle of this past winter, when I was slowly driven insane over the course of like, TWO WEEKS by that fucking song.
:quickly sings Patches to shove EF lyrics out of my brain:
I managed to get out nice and early this morning for a leisurely 8 miler before it got too hot, although it was 91 when I got home. I weighed myself before and after the run, to see how much I should drink today - I lost three pounds. Too bad it was only water.
Marcia, Larry and I are like hibernating bears, drowsing around the house, clutching our laptops in the cool places we can find. Marcia keeps trying to sit out on the deck, I have no idea why. Larry has decided to use up some of the gazillion Korean cooking staples Adam stocked up on when he came home from there, so we're having chicken bulgogi tonight. I'm thinking that's not going to cool us off.
I hate the phrase "deep dicking."
Insta-rec: Enough of its Glory Remains by
balefully with the most beautiful artwork by salty_catfish. Sam/Dean. A stunningly gorgeous curtain!fic.