Won't be around forever, girl

ONE DAY Sam Winchester was looking up police files on his laptop and accidentally hacked into the Tron system. (He was a really fucking good hacker.)

“I think there’s a distress signal coming from… inside the computer,” he told Dean.

“Ghost in the machine,” Dean said. “Cool. Let’s go check it out.”

So they did. It was in an arcade and Journey was playing and it was awesome. They found a secret door and then another secret door and then a LASER, and then Dean tripped on some dust and fell on the computer keyboard which accidently initiated the LASER SEQUENCE and suddenly they both were in the computer too! What the fuck.

They got really cool suits out of it, though; Dean had always wanted a light-up onesie.

Then they ran into this guy.

“Who are you?” Dean asked.

“Sam,” Sam Flynn said.

“Lol samesies,” Sam Winchester said.

“I need you guys to help me with this light cycle race,” Sam Flynn said. So they did.

“THIS IS FUCKING COOL AS SHIT,” Dean said.

After they won the light cycle race, Sam Flynn asked if they would help him find his dad. Sam Flynn missed his dad. Dean missed his dad too. Together they shared a moment of angst and manpain with Single Perfect Tears, and lo, it was good.

And then they ran into Rinzler! He was actually Tron, but he didn’t know it, because he had a virus or a demon in him or something, which was fine, because Sam Winchester knew how to banish virusy demons with his Slightly Constipated Face. Rinzler then had an existential blue/orange crisis, but eventually decided he liked blue better, and became Tron again. Fuck yeah.

Together they found Kevin Flynn, which was AWESOME, but Dean still had daddy issues, which was less awesome, and then Clu decided to fuck everything up by taking things too literally, so Kevin Flynn had to ctrl-alt-del pretty much everything (including himself), which was seriously not awesome at all. After they all arrived back in the real world, Sam Flynn and Dean again shared manpain together and lo, it was very very good.

Meanwhile, a few blocks over, Alan Bradley high fived Cobb, Arthur, Eames, and Ariadne for successfully implanting in Sam Flynn’s head the idea that he had gone to Tron, and that he would now take control of his father’s empire.

THE END…?

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I'm missing SPN so much right now it hurts, and man, I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do when we officially run out of episodes for the season. I've been trying not to think about it, really. But next week's promo! MANPAIN. HAHA you guys have no idea how much this excites me. Oh man.

And, well: Hazy Shades of Winter, PG. So here John was, stuck an approximate five miles from where his sons were hopefully staving off the January cold while they waited for their old man to finally make an appearance and maybe stay for more than six hours at a stretch. I'm a sucker for h/c, what can I say.

I'm super excited that winchestercon is gonna be in Boston this year! I've never been that far up the east coast, even though I've lived on it all my life and omg I dunno, Boston! I've kinda always wanted to go there.

Really really wishing I had some Jack and Coke right now.

ETA: GABRIEL TIGERMAN (the most adorablest pothead ANDY) signed up for EyeCon! EEE YOU GUYS. I want to squish his tiny little self and proclaim my undying love. <3

Have received cards from stepliana, strawberryelfsp, unhobbityhobbit, and hellocalamity! Thanks so much you guys! <3

I also got in the mail today my copy of Ovid's Metamorphosis for my Mythology class next semester and EEE I'M SO EXCITED. I hope it's gonna be awesome, seriously.

Okay, I know I've been dropping a lot of music links lately, but SERIOUSLY, DOWNLOAD THIS ONE: The Shins - Turn On Me (Clint Mansell remix) I don't even know why, but it's pretty much amazing. It's making me have all these FEELINGS. <3

HAI LOOK. Macros. I got bored.

Also also, I wroted sick!Dean which is like, my favoritest ever, don't tell anyone. 'Course, I probably should have written a little something more for flusteredspeech since she's the one who's sick, um. Anything else you'd maybe like, babe? Anything to get away from analyzing modern lit, hee.

I think it's time for a salami sandwich. OH MAN.

DONE!! Done done done done with half an hour to spare, haha! Thirteen pages, no outside resources besides the books we read for class. Omg I can't remember the last time I did a research paper, heh. AAAAHH OMG THIS IS SO EXCITING. I swear, I'd better get an awesome grade for this, my brain is like, on fire now, or something.

EEEEE. I love accomplishment. Greatest feeling in the WORLD.

I did get some bad news, though. My car's been acting funky, the transmission shuddering a lot, so we took it to the dealership and they told us to replace what needs to be replaced wouldn't be worth the amount of the car. I am severely depressed. I love my car, despite it being The Ultimate Ghettmobile, but it looks like there's not much we can do, so, I dunno. I need a new car, I guess. And I just kind of got that laptop, so, ugh, money, that's going to be a fine issue. Fortunately I've just finished school so I won't be using my car as much as I do during the school months, and we have until August to find a new one.

I may or may not be on the outlook for a '67 Impala. :>

UM. Somehow this happened, LIKE. I won't let it happen again. Maybe.

And now, work.

"Do you curl your eyelashes?" AHAHHAHAHAAHAAAA OMG I WAS CRYING. Alkjasdl;jfsadf poor Jensen. Proof, now, that he really is a MANDROID. And websites! And stomping a man to death because he made fun of his shoes! That was kind of fantastic. And painfully, painfully short. :(

Another 100 word drabble for this week up here! Dean is actually really an emo kid. :((

Today I was getting ready for work and rushing around because I was running late a bit, and slammed my toe into my door and holy hell did that hurt. I'm not sure if it's broken... it's a bit black and blue and swollen, but I can move it pretty okay. I have such a low pain tolerance I nearly blacked out, yeah laaaaaame.

And speaking of work, over the weekend my 29 year old coworker J told me frappuchino dude pretty much invited her to dinner. Nothing fancy, but he paid for it. Heee! That fills me with GLEE you guys.

THURSDAY TOMORROW. Finally. Finally. :D!

So, hey! A hundred word drabble for 100_ghosts here at southwindow. Enjoyment comes from actually writing something and having constraints, while not, you know, taking up the whole evening. Still, my Lit of the South paper suffers. Whups.

Ahaha, at work we made awesome new combinations of drinks, such as the 20 pump raspberry cream-based frappuchino AND a cream-based frappuchino with chocolate chips, vanilla powder, and almond, raspberry, vanilla, and cinnamon dolce syrup. ACTUALLY TASTY though rather chunky. Hm. CLEARLY THESE ITEMS NEED TO BE PUT ON THE MENU.