Heading out to case the promise land

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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