She also asked me if they were popular. In my head she was sitting there making small talk and they were too polite to be snobby to an old lady. I would bet anything to this day she thinks they play bars on the weekends. She probably said, "are you traveling on business? Here let me show you a picture of my granddaughter who is single and looking for a man." The last statement I don't have confirmation, just a recurring nightmare that wakes me up in a cold sweat after twenty years." Ladies and Gentlemen, I present my grandmother, Emily Gilmore.
Supernatural 2: Why is it our job to save everybody?
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Well, those are the ones famous people find it easy to be nice to--they don't expect anything other than the casual politeness they'd expect from everybody.
I'm sorry for calling you Anne. I plead crosseyedness from lack of sleep. I mixed up sumi and Suzi today, too. Time to get the glasses checked, huh?
And okay, now? Here's what's going on in my head.
ringring!
Hello?
Hi. Is this Austin?
Yes.
Hi. I'm Steven Tyler. Your Gramma gave me your number and said I should call you. She's a cool lady.
Sh'yeah, right.
No, really. "Janey's got a gun..." No, wait. Bad choice.
No way.
Way.
I'm not worthy.
Dude. So, I'm at the coffee place down the street. Wanna meet up? I'll buy you a latte.
Um. Okay?
Cool! And, as long as you're coming, do you have any black nail polish? Mine need a touchup, bad.
Dammit, you mean that wasn't a prank call?
I'm sorry for calling you Anne
Not at all. I am flattered.
So, a fifth season? Excellent news. I will admit I was a little worried until we had word.
Also, it means I can serve as the designated adult for any and all random club acts my friends choose to go to, so that they don't attempt to abscond with the tiny lead vocalists.
One time! It was *one* time. He totally would fit in my trunk .
Okay, basically, two of the three gifts of the magi go into my jojoba oil base. My hair smells like an Orthodox service.
I've got a bath jelly from Lush called Gold, Frankincense and Beer. It is quite nice, though I really don't get the point of the jellies, since half of it ends up down the drain.
JDM says he wants to be in the fifth season.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have to go find an appropriate ritual sacrifice (with pie) to ensure this happens.
We've got angels! We can get some other heavenly bodies in on this too!
(Heh. Heh heh heh.)
Supernatural - come for the spooky, stay for the pretty.
Brenda, moosh it into a poof. I love that particular one's smell so much that I am willing to put up with the stupid format for it. If you moosh into poof, it lasts a long time.
One time! It was *one* time.
Yeah, I also went to see MCR with Jilli twice. Not that she has a trunk. But petticoats!
Of course, I have realized that, umm, I do have ONE artist where designated adults would perhaps be required, but Paul is going with me to see The Leonard, so Field Commander Cohen is safe.