Heading out to case the promise land

Here are some things I'd like to complain about (a truly shocking development for anyone who's been reading this journal for any length of time, I'm sure).

1. I was out last night, and while I was drinking (whiskey cocktails, WTF?), I was not drunk. And yet, still, I've been awake since half 5 this morning, and slightly hungover. unacceptable, universe.

2. More importantly, I think I have an iTunes problem. I need some sort of support group. I keep buying things! It is so easy, and painless, and it syncs to all my stuff instantly, and there is all of a sudden a lot of music I really want again. And that's not even counting the knew Josh Ritter on Tuesday, or the new Bruce in a couple weeks. Stuff I want! Lots of it! And yet, I am funding the evil empire of copyright holders. And possibly hurtling towards financial ruin. You see why this is a problem? This isn't even counting all the TV.

3. I am possibly writing a terrible story. It's, like, 13,000 words or thereabouts, and it's...very weird. Though I suppose mostly it's Dean angsting (not ingesting as autocorrect keeps trying to make it), with some sex, and a lot of talking. Sometimes I even like it, but I normally hate everything I write while I'm writing it, so probably that's the worst sign of all. Consider this your warning post, if I ever decide it can see the light of day.

4. Now I'm going to watch Homeland, which I hear is very good. This isn't so much a complaint, as an observation. At some point, I will also watch that other show I like. I have heard good things!

My work has been closed early due to weather. As I always like to say at these times: best. Day. Ever. (I will not be saying that if a tree falls through my window, obviously). Perhaps I will use this time to catch up with my yuletide source. Did I mention I was excited about that? I am.

In news that couldn't be related but isn't (unless I'm double bluffing and Community is my source), in this week's Community watching: Troy was picked by a cute librarian, and then he left her because she said Abed was weird. His outrage actually surpassed adorable and entered some realm for which the English language is inadequate. I believe they are the most in love ever. Really. And the thing I particularly enjoy is how the show loves them, too. Like, in Big Bang Theory, Howard and Raj are BFFs, but the show is always skirting the line of mocking it, you know? It's sort of, "Look how gay they are! Only not! Ha ha!" So far Community hasn't done that, and it makes me really happy. I am not onboard with this suggestion of no 4th season. :(

I am, however, onboard with the new Florence + The Machine album (Shake it Out can be my new Sam Winchester theme song, yes?), and the new Black Keys one. I haven't listened to all of the The Black Keys yet, but what I've heard has guitar Solos, and decent lyrics and awesome hooks. It is like good rock music in my life again. What is this madness?

Hi! Hope you guys are all having good days, too.

1. I'm not sure I will be watching any more White Collar. I haven't even seen the first ep of this season, but what I hear tells me I will not like it. ( spoilers )

2. ( Justified spoilers )

3. There really is no 3--or nothing that I am much for talking about. My boss is the biggest loser who ever losered, and I am filled with righteous rage whenever I am forced to deal with him. Which sadly, seems to be often, because he does not sense the death vibes I am surely giving out. Probably because he's an idiot.

Decisions are hard, yo. Why do I not have someone to make them for me? At the very least, someone who thinks they should, and then my reaction to whatever decision they made would indicate my true feelings on the matter. Universe, why do you constantly refuse to provide the things I want? I find it deeply unacceptable.

Anyway, it is a totally lovely day outside, and it is supposed to be for the rest of the week. I am even wearing a dress. And I enjoyed Game of Thrones, though ( tiny spoiler )

Mostly this update has no point, except for procrastination. I hope you are all having good Tuesdays, even if Tuesdays are universally known to be sucky.

So, everyone has already seen this J2 thing where they admit to working out together, and watching football together, and cooking steaks together, right? All of this is awesome, but clearly, the best bit is Jared saying they're like brothers, because adorable, and Jared explaining that Hollywood is, "Full of scoundrels," because it makes me laugh. I didn't think anyone actually used that word in a non-ironic way, anymore.

However, I am not posting to tell you about this. I am posting to make a note of my progress on the Castiel rehabilitation front. I am working on not hating him! So far, using a complicated method I explained to Merry the other day while I was inexplicably insane, he has managed to achieve a score of 20 awesome points (I do feel I was being generous, and I also think he should lose them all for 4.16, but merryish wasn't having it.) And then she explained something to me. It briefly punctured my hate.

( maybe don't read if you think Castiel is the bestest angel there has ever been, but by the usual standards in this journal, this is almost nice. )

I make no promises, obviously, and I don't think I'm anywhere near liking him, but maybe I might not want physical harm to befall him every time he appears. Maybe.

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I had a very, very, very earnest discussion last night about The Apprentice. I...do not entirely know why, or what it was I had to understand, but I did insist that I had to know something. S. and M. were like, "You are wasted," and I was like, "No! I just want to know! Just explain it to me!" If they did explain it, I do not remember. Seriously, I am going back to beer. If I ever drink again, that is.

The problem now is that I am supposed to be going out for cocktails tonight for a friend's birthday, and I might, perhaps, be a little hungover. Ugh. Maybe they will do cool non-alcoholic ones.

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