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[thewingedword]

trollprincess said something in an LJ post about how the demon was trying to toy with Dean, to get him to shoot Sam- and then Sam wouldn't die, and Dean would know that he'd shot Sam when he didn't have to, and the only thing keeping Sam alive would be the demon. At the time I thought "huh, interesting." Then sometime later in the day I thought about it again, and it was suddenly Attack of the Plotbunnies! So I've got to beat them down into something spare and simple that I can actually write.

WAH.

William Beckett remains too damned pretty for words. If I keep loving guys prettier than I am I will remain hopelessly single forever.

ETA: I finished Jane Eyre and it was good. Also, glazed walnuts NOM NOM NOM so good.

Got a new shirt! It's a black silky fabric with bands of bright, vaguely oriental silk around the neckline and just below the bust. It is also cut approximately down to my belly-button, or so I was informed, and reveals the Cleavage I Never Knew I Had.

"I don't see why society's views of appropriateness and morality should limit what I wear on my body," I said, rather haughtily, leaning over to pet the cat.

"Fine. Nice blue bra, by the way," my mother replied dryly, and I snapped up straight so fast I got whiplash. So, now that is a shirt I will wear with a tank top underneath. Sigh. Maybe I'll wear it by itself in Chicago and shock random people whom I'll never see again.

Comments

[monjinator.livejournal.com]

If I keep loving guys prettier than I am I will remain hopelessly single.

Kit you are a genius. In one sentence, you have correctly stated the problem in having fandom obsessions. Too many gorgeous guys! Gorgeous guys that we can't have!

Oh well, I guess we can still hope one of them will fall hopelessly in love with us. ;)

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

But no guy in his right mind would date someone less pretty than him! The same way I wouldn't date someone a lot less intelligent than me. There has to be some basis for communication between two people.

[monjinator.livejournal.com]

Well, a girl can dream. And you're pretty enough you don't have to worry about that!

Heeeeeeee shirt story. They don't make shirts like that small enough for me, seeing as I have no cleavage...

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

Have you seen a picture of William Beckett? I am not that pretty, nor will I ever be. Hordes of teenage beauty queens could expire trying to out-pretty him. *shakes head wonderingly*

Whee! I don't have visible cleavage unless the shirt is pretty low-cut, but sometimes I try just to watch people make shocked or amused faces.

[monjinator.livejournal.com]

*face/palm*

I completely forgot in my last comment that the entire reason I commented was to link you here: http://community.livejournal.com/_fandom_icons_/

You talk about Supernatural so much, and there's always like 50383263 Supernatural icon posts a day, it seems like. There's lots of other random fandoms that pop up too. :D

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

Oooh! Monj, they're so shiny! *hugs* My growing obsession with icons thanks you, although my essay on the Omnibus Transportation Employee Testing Act does not. *grins*

[monjinator.livejournal.com]

Everyone needs more icons! I have a whole folder full of them. Otherwise you just get bored!

[wraith816.livejournal.com]

*dangles carrots for your bunnies*

*VBEG*

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

... you are SO not helpful. I was trying to beat them back so I could write a very boring essay on government mandates! Now they're out for my blood!

[marielyuy.livejournal.com]

::Cracks up at the shirt story::

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

*snickers*

I don't usually put myself on display like that, but sometimes I really want to. Just because with my chest size I don't exactly have to worry about hanging out of a shirt, and it's fun to watch people make that O.o face. *grins wickedly*

[randombattlecry.livejournal.com]

I didn't know it was still possible to shock people in Chicago. That's intriguing.

[kitaloon.livejournal.com]

It shouldn't be possible, you're right. Only if I was wearing that shirt, and bent over to tie my shoe, and happened to be facing someone particularly shockable, might I manage it. In NYC, obviously, there wouldn't be a chance.