why is it so humid...
Last night I had a dream that rather than being sent to hell Dean ended up on Galatica and was having lots of hot sex with Kara. He had no memory of anything, including Sam, but then...I guess they found earth because they're back on Earth and Sam finds Dean and Dean remembers, and then Dean is angsty!torn between his love for Sam and his hots for Kara. There was also a few fights with cylons, but I was mostly paying attention to the making out.
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So I may have started writing the most improbable love story ever - the tale of Michael Phelps/Dean Winchester (with special appearances by David Cook). Yeah, I doubt anyone but maybe
chickpea would *want* to read it, but basically, after the weekend I had, I wanted some hot boys making out, even if it made no sense WHATSOEVER!
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Must finish my
oldschoolfic today. It's started, but I can't exactly turn in a page and call it a story. That would be terrible. The problem I'm having is that when I sit down to write I find myself writing schmoopy stuff that I would only share with myself. And while I'm at least writing, that's not exactly helping my fic challenges cause. Or my Heroes big boom. Or many other things lingering on my C: Drive.
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So I may have started writing the most improbable love story ever - the tale of Michael Phelps/Dean Winchester (with special appearances by David Cook). Yeah, I doubt anyone but maybe
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Must finish my
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LMAO
I went there. :)
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