I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.

( I went to the beach today! :D )

So, last week at work, this guy comes up to the counter and says, "Hmm, let me see what I have in my pockets to leave you guys for a tip." Guys, he pulls out a one hundred dollar bill and stuffs it in our tip jar. My jaw kind of hit the floor. That is insanity. I knew we were the freaking best store in the area, but damn. SO THEN, I get word today that yesterday he did it again! TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS IN TWO WEEKS. This guy is nuts. Plus he put in another $40 today! Can we say free drinks for the rest of his life? UH, YEAH. (For the record he gets a triple grande nonfat one hundred and eighty degrees no whip cinnamon dolce latte. Hee.)

I feel like having JUNKFOOD. I need to raid my fridge, kthxbi.

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BIG PIMPIN' 'cause this is such a cool idea: deans_list_spn. Basically a fic community based on what Dean would do with his last year to live. GO FORTH AND GIVE PROMPTS (and pimp it out too!). :D

TONIGHT WE DINE WHERE THERE IS NO PIE.

Hang on, I'm noticing some similarities.

Why yes I DID just finish watching 300. OH MY GOD I STILL LOVE IT SO MUCH. It's like history class, but with more men who's stomach's I could eat a six course dinner on. GLORIOUS.

OH HEY WHAT. Led Zeppelin is getting back together! And touring! Dean Winchester beats people up rushing to get to the front of the line at the box office.

I forgot how um, ambitious it is to read one novel per week. For one class. While doing other homework on top of it. And working most every night of the week. *Clutches head*