( CRYING. I CANNOT EVEN. THIS FUCKING SHOW. )

SERIOUSLY DON'T GO IN THERE UNLESS YOU'RE READY TO HAVE A SEIZURE. GOD I NEED LIKE, TWO CARTONS OF CIGARETTES.

( That'll do, pig. )

I'm HOOOME, yay! But tomorrow I have to go to the gyno, gaaaah do not want. I hope I don't have to get a blood test again, I really REALLY don't handle those too well. :\

AHHHH WINCON!! DENVER!!

I'VE ALREADY SEEN IT SNOW A BUNCH. AND BY A BUNCH I MEAN WET AND NOT STICKING, HAHA. TOMORROW IT'S GONNA BE 95 IN ORLANDO, BUT IT'S GONNA SNOooOOooOOW ON SATURDAY HERE SO SUCK ON THAT, FLORIDA.

People who I haven't seen yet: me and spazzbot are in room 421! If you feel like being a stalker.

( AND THE EPISODE REALLY QUICK LAKJSD;LFASKDJL;ASJK )

I heart fangirls. I also heart soft beds and taking showers after spending the whole day in eau de airport.

Imogen Heap - Ellipse

Sooooo beautiful. More subdued, I think, than her other albums, but very very pretty. Imogeeen. ♥

( AND FROM LAST NIGHT, I KIND OF JUST, UM )

WHO WANTS TO WRITE MY FORMALIST CRITICISM PAPER ON LATIN AMERICAN LIT AND POEMS?? I know you do.

FFS, Starbucks.

If I wanted to pushpushpush selling something to a customer, and getting commission for it, I'd be in sales. But I don't, so I'm not. Me and a coworker asked nearly every freaking person who came into the store, and no, 99% did not want to buy VIA, the instant coffee. Oh, I'm sorry, ready brew. Can't say instant coffee. People get the wrong ideas. (But the kicker is, it tastes only 50% less shittier than regular instant coffee.)

I was on bar, making drinks, and this lady says, "Your VIA really really doesn't taste good." "Uh, okay," I say. "No really. It's not going to sell." Thanks asshole. I already know that. Please don't make my job harder, because that is my job. It's all about numbers. EVERYTHING is about numbers now. If our store doesn't sell x-number of packets of VIA, someone is, quite literally, being fired. Hey, it's not my fault your products aren't selling. And I know our regulars just loooove over-bearing baristas shoving this stuff in their faces. This is what I have to deal with tomorrow morning. Being with my manager and hearing her push this shit like it's brownies laced with the Good Stuff.

Plus, our new aprons are the same orange as Home Depot. So. Funtimes all around.

My care-level for schoolwork is, um. Rapidly descending into nonexistent. I want to feel bad about this, I do, but I'm too sick of it to be able to. I just want to be done. I just want to be out of here. It's like I've had this goal that I've been looking forward to for so long and I just can't seem to reach it. I know, two months. 70 days. But it honestly feels like it's never going to end.

...Hey! Tomorrow is Thursday. OhGod. I needed Thursdays back in my life. Like. A lot. I am really really REALLY excited. And then Saturday my parents are coming to visit and we're totally going to Buca di Beppo (aka holy crap never ever EVER going to Olive Garden again). And then next Thursday is DENVER! And the week after that I'm going home for my sister's birthday! So. Things. Fun things. Must concentrate on fun things.

Also, may I randomly add that there is this guy who comes into Starbucks who looks like a DEAD RINGER for Lucifer. I was looking down and was like, "Hey, what can I get-UH." But, he's German. And drinks a grande caramel macchiato. In case, you know, you ever need to appease Satan with caffeine, that's your best bet.

I'm HOOOOME and I'm so happy I could cry. Tomorrow my sister and I are going to the beach and then tomorrow night I'm meeting up with all of my old friends AHHH I'M SO EXCITED, I haven't seen them in forever. Hopefully we'll be able to go out for a few drinks and then hang out at someone's house. Right now me and my sis are watching Psycho on TCM, n'aww, SISTERLY BONDING.

UGHH this morning I went into work at 6:30 and our air conditioning was BROKEN. That early in the morning and it was 85 degrees in the store, all while running around like a crazy person making hot drinks. So awful. BUT! There is this utterly fabulous gay boy (we have a lot of utterly fabulous gay boys) who is super sweet and a regular and he BROUGHT US A HUGE FLOOR FAN! Seriously, HOW AWESOME IS THAT. When customers are good, they're really really good. ♥

Also, I have a request! I know there's a good handful of you wonderful people live in the Seattle/Bellevue area, and my good BFF and fellow SPN fangirl skygazing just moved to that area. She is currently without internet AND cable, and like any other rational person, is in desperate need to watch Supernatural this Thursday. Is anyone willing to help out a fellow awesomesauce fangirl? For she is QUITE awesomesauce and would super appreciate it! :D

And AUGH ALL YOU PEOPLE and the blow up of my flist re: the 5.04 pics. I HATE YOU ALL. Uhglakgdlkasj, okay, see, I know the premise, 'cause I was at Comic Con, and Mr. Kripke McBlabbermouth, but I'm a SPOILERPHOBE, BUT BUT BUT. OH GOD. I WANT TO SEE THEM SO BAD. WHAT SHOULD I DOOOOO.

Honestly, I think the world's going to end bloody. But it doesn't mean we shouldn't fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swingin'.

Look, if we’re going down, we’re going down together.

Oh my God I love this show. And these boys. And their life. And their car. And the fact that this season is going to be so awesome I won't even be able to MAKE WORDS. Okay. There might be some words. In capslock. A lot of capslock.

Still, it's really bumming me out that this could be our LAST SEASON PREMIERE EVER. HOW CAN I GO ON?? I can't think about it. SIGH.

Okay, class now, and a little over four hours until FANGIRLING O'CLOCK. Also, I feel like my boobs are gonna pop out of this tank top, WOE.

¡¡¡¡¡LUCIFER ESTÁ VINIENDO!!!!!



AND AND AND arabella_hope IS COMING UP TO WATCH IT WITH MEEEEE. Of course, I have to open at work tomorrow first, SIGH, and then go to just my Lit class 'cause I am SO skipping Spanish II. SÉ ESPAÑOL, PERRAS. (And Percy is currently sleeping on my book, n'aw!) BUT THEN SHE WILL BE HERE AND IT WILL BE AWESOME and AGUGHAGHLKSD seriously?! TOMORROW, SERIOUSLY??! It's been a LONG FREAKING TIME since May. I desperately need some weekly happiness added back in to my schedule.

ALSO, LOOK WHAT crackedbuthappy KIND OF SORT OF WROTE FOR ME. Oh my God. And I am the ONLY PERSON ON THE INTERNET TO LIKE OBSCENELY DIRTY HET. It's true. I hate you people. Except for crackedbuthappy.

Okay, running and then trying to get about 5 hours of sleep. THANKS STARBUCKS.

WAHH, YOU GUYS. Since we no longer have our DVR and I really only watch TV when I'm In The Mood, it's becoming a lot harder to see the stuff I actually want to see. Does anyone know where I could find episodes 19-24 of this last season of House? And where I can find the new season of Project Runway? And Top Chef? And hell, Anthony Bourdain, while you're at it? I've tried scrounging around for those see-for-free sites but almost got a spyware virus a bunch of times. NOT ON.

AND OH OH OH ALSKDJFA;LOEAJEOEAFK HOLY CRAP this new obviously spoilery promo for S5!!! OH. MY GOD. FUCKING CHILLS AND EPICNESS. ( THINGY WITH THE STUFF OMG ) PRETTY MUSIC. *_* Only 20 more days, alsgwoeijaga;od I'm going to capslock myself to death.

Today was kind of awful at work and I don't want to talk about it. Except that it's moving-in day surrounding the campus and driving on the road is like walking through the dealer room at Comic Con. So many drinks I made today, SO MANY DRINKS.

crackedbuthappy HAS JUST INFORMED ME THAT THE ENTIRETY OF THE S4 GAG REEL IS UP



OH MY GOD OH MY GOD MY PANTS, I AM PEEING THEM. 7:56 - 8:09 I CAN'T EVEN I CAN'T EVEN UGHHHFLFSIEOWJFFFF I AM PERTURBED ABOUT THE LACK OF MISHA BUT I CAN'T EVEN REALLY BE UPSET ABOUT THAT BECAUSE OH MY GOD. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH YOU GUYS HOW CAN I EVEN FUNCTION.

EEEEE THE NEW MUTE MATH CD, ARMISTICE. Ohhh it is so good. Mute Math is about as far on the... I guess you would call it modern pop-y rock-like genre? You know. Whatever kids these day call pop punk, which all sounds so damn GENERIC and the same it drives me nuts. But Mute Math has a very distinctly different sound. Mae used to be the same way, but then they fell to the wayside and now sound like every. other. "indie alternative" WHATEVERNESS that is out there. I couldn't even listen to their last CD. But ANYWAY. I saw Mute Math in concert YEARS ago before they were more well-known and they were really kind of amazing. They're gonna be at the House of Blues here in Orlando on November 8th and AHHH I'M SO EXCITED. I've still never seen anything at the House of Blues and I am ridiculously stocked that it's THEM. YAY.

popmusicjunkie just called me, and we're going to meet up tonight at Downtown Disney! SWEET. I haven't been there in a while. HOORAY FOR FANGIRLS COMING TO ME.

I leave you with this, and the knowledge that I moaned obscenely when I first saw it. UNHGHHH.

A. HAHA OMG THIS IS AWESOME. whispered_theme (who I really hope doesn't mind me reposting this, eep!) went to a wax museum in Victoria, BC today and took a picture of this which isn't spoilery in the SLIGHTEST but there are the very few who might consider it so, SO, I'm just sayin'. LOLOL WHAT MOST RANDOM PERSON EVER.

II. I randomly remembered I could transfer pics that I took on my phone to an online album, so I took this picture at work on break a few days ago!:



AWW our new backsplash is awesome. WOO.

C.

Misha Collins is so fucking delightful I don't even know what to do with myself. Again, super super vague spoilers for S5, but nothing anyone could logically guess already. AHHH THE END HAHLDFKASDJ.

IV. Thank you, loony_moony, for the mindfuck.

SO UM there's an ASSLOAD of people in my apartment right now because it's my roommate's birthday and they're loud but I had to get up at 4am so I'm reeeeeaaally tired and the little bit of stuff I DID drink is like, woo. I have to be up at 8am to go to work tomorrow siiiigh. GOD I WANT TO GO SEE DISTRICT 9.

the i-envy-this-about-you meme

MaybekindofIguess.

To those of us who are or are maybe going to the Creation Chicago Con in November, Chrissy informed me that the Sunday Con tickets are all sold out. Which. Haha. FUCK. I really. Don't know what to do about that. Have they ever sold more tickets later? Or at the Con itself? I'm just. I'll be thinking about it, and we're gonna talk later tonight, so. Fucking sigh.

Errands to run, lotion to keep smothering, closing shift tonight.

( Today we went to Cocoa Beach. )

SERIOUS AMOUNTS OF UNF, MR. PADALECKI. HOLY CRAAAAP if I randomly saw THAT walking around the airport, he wouldn't stand a chance. UNGGHH.

I've had these past two days off and tomorrow I have a closing shift! I've forgotten how much I enjoy sleeping in. WEEP.

(22 DAYS UNTIL S4 ON DVD. 31 DAYS UNTIL S5 ON MY TEE VEE. !!!!!!!)