My iPod seems to think today is white rapper day. But at least I wouldn't be embarrassed if someone caught me listening to Hello Nasty.
My sister-in-law is responsible for naming that album.
Also, HUGE wank over in SPN fandom. Did you know BNFs are terrible people and you shouldn't comment on their stories?
someone brought in a lot of wigs she had sitting around and the office had impromptu wig day.
That is just the best idea. I want wig day!
Also, HUGE wank over in SPN fandom. Did you know BNFs are terrible people and you shouldn't comment on their stories?
Link, please. The kids are leaving for their swimming lessons, and I was going to pop myself some popcorn, anyhow (for reals).
Also, HUGE wank over in SPN fandom. Did you know BNFs are terrible people and you shouldn't comment on their stories?'
I've only seen people comment on the wank, not the actual wank itself. I like being able to camp out in the sidelines eating popcorn and occasionally saying, "Man, that Dean Winchester sure is hot, huh? I'd sure like to play with
his
EMF meter!"
My sister-in-law is responsible for naming that album.
Seriously?
Today I am grateful that when someone says "Vanilla Ice," I actually get "Under Pressure" in my head. Much more sustainable over the long run.
SPN wank.
Though LJ is being tetchy.
I feel I have achieved business-fu. Black Nehru jacket, black wide-legged pants, red v-neck knit top, white belt (don't ask! I can't make myself take it off!), and T-strap high heels.
I really don't know what's up with the belt.
Yeah, I just found the wank, and now LJ won't let me read it.
I've been cockblocked by the internet.
Damn. They're always fic BNFs. I feel like a dying breed.
Thanks, Dana. LJ is being tetchy. I finally gave up trying to post a reply in Dani's journal, because LJ was just not playing well with others.
Okay, popcorn? Check. Root beer? Check. Wank ahoy.