I finished season 3 today and saw ep 1 of season 4. Writing hasn’t gone anywhere and my life for the past week and a half has mainly consisted of school and Supernatural. That’s not good, is it? Anyway, midweek next week I’ll probably be done season 4 and will finally get back to writing.
For now, my new drug is Supernatural and I NEED IT!
Friday night, my sister is having a sleepover, so I won’t be able to watch Supernatural. This means writing time. I’d also like to see Invictus sometime this weekend. (Politics+South Africa+Rugby=most perfect movie ever for my dad.) And Saturday I’m thinking of getting a hair cut and then dyeing my hair at home: dark/chocolate brown.
Now I’m going to shower. (I wanted to shower at 11, or even before, and get a good night’s sleep. Because of my sister, this is now impossible. Thanks a lot.) (I love my sister, but does she really need half an hour to prep herself before getting in the damn shower?) (Also, we had the exact same thought today about Supernatural. I didn’t say anything because I was eating/too lazy. Not five seconds later, she says what I was thinking.)
(It’s pretty damn cool when this happens.)
(Also, it makes us feel like the younger, female, non-hunter equivalent of Dean and Sam. Witty banter, fighting and sisterly bond included.)
(Last thing: if we were a)hunter, b)10 years older and c)guys, we’d be a lot like Dean and Sam.)
(Sorry about all the brackets.)