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[why_me_why_not]

OMFG! anael and fiona_fawkes totally rule my little world, yall! They are the most awesome friends ever! I texted de on one of my breaks that I was having a shitty day and I'm not sure what happened after that but fi posted me an awesome cheer up post and it made my whole freaking day!! I have so much love for you two!!!

I won't go into my entire day b/c that rant would go on for pages, but I'll tell you that this morning I ran out of gas on my way to put air in one of the tires on the van and the day proceeded to get worse from there. Worst fucking day in a long long time, and I was already feeling kinda blah before that, so I was in a mood. The kind where the littlest thing is either gonna make me go plum off or burst into hysterical tears. And apparently me being in a bad mood depresses everyone at work b/c I'm the one who is always cheerful and happy and trying to get everyone else to smile and have a bit of fun while we're working.

Ohh, and alli_everyday is one of the sweetest people ever and she totally made me smile this evening as well!

I think that drabbles are called for. But we're gonna do this a little differently than usual. How about you leave me a comment with one sentence... no fandom, no names, just a sentence for me to build a drabble around. Anyone game?

I'm gonna take a bath and I'll be back shortly, and I'll sign on Y!M and bother the hell out of several of yall with fic-related stuff, okay?

In the meantime, did yall know that musesfool wrote an SPN fic? Well, I think she's written more than one, but there's one in particular I'd like to rec: It's Only Rock and Roll (But I Like It) (Dean-centric, gen, pre-series, awesome fic) And saucychit made the mix tape to go with it. They are both awesome, and I know that I'm behind so most of you have probably already read it, but I wanted to make sure that you did b/c I know several of my flisters are music lovers.

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[fiona-fawkes.livejournal.com]

*hugs her tabby*

It was all for purely nefarious reasons. I just wanted to get K to take his shirt off for me. ;) Glad to have been able to brighten your day just a little.

A sentence? How about "That's something you won't find in the catalogue."

[why-me-why-not.livejournal.com]

*snuggles*

LoL -- well, I definitely don't blame you for wanting to get K to take his shirt off ;) And you totally made my day! I was just telling de that not only did it make my day and make me feel special, but that blah grumpy feeling I was feeling last night is gone too!

And 100 words for you:

Dean shut the trunk of the Impala and tossed something at Sam. "That's something you won't find in the catalogue."

Sam fumbled momentarily with the weapon but managed not to drop it. "Jesus, Dean, what the hell is this?"

Dean just smirked and headed toward the wooded lot they were parked beside, gesturing for Sam to follow.

Sam turned the gun over in his hands, catching sight of the Winchester logo on the handle. Apparently it had started as an ordinary rifle, but now... Sam wasn't sure he even wanted to find out what it could do.

[fiona-fawkes.livejournal.com]

Ah man! But I wanna know what it can do. That was great. Thanks. *smooches*

[bicrim.livejournal.com]

"He was rare--the most obnoxious, sexiest little thing I had ever seen." (three guesses who I am thinking of!)

300 WORDS

[why-me-why-not.livejournal.com]

He was rare -- the most obnoxious, sexiest little thing I had ever seen. It always seemed as if he was out of place here, like he was destined for something greater, something more. But the problem was he knew it and went out of his way to make sure everyone else did too. It took me years to see past the false bravado and the childish posturing, but I did. The first time I called him on it, he pulled his wand as if to hex me, and he probably would have if we hadn't been disturbed by the little complication of the Final Battle.

Now, as I stood watching him make his way around the room, flirting with those he deemed worthy, casting a sneer at those he still thought were beneath him, I was having a hard time remembering all the reasons why I had fought my attraction for the past several years.

The snarky, sarcastic comments, the insults he threw out with a forced smile... the way he tilted his head just so... the way every move seemed to be calculated to draw attention to himself...

He knew every eye in the room was on him. It wouldn't have surprised me if he knew what every person in the room was thinking. What did surprise me, though, was the look he shot in my direction, like we shared a secret...

He was rare -- the most obnoxious, sexiest little thing I had ever seen. And after that night, he was mine. I never asked him to change, never expected him to become someone other than who he had always been, but when it was just the two of us and he quit pretending... those were my favorite times.

Re: 300 WORDS

[bicrim.livejournal.com]

You, again, rock my world. Your drabbles are drabbletastic! Thank you for giving me my favorite boy without ever saying his name!

[acostilow.livejournal.com]

TABBY!!!!!!!!!

*glomps*

"Damn it, get that out of my face!"

[sonicbookmark.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad I made you smile!!! And you made me smile, too. :)
I'd text you again (you have had a pretty rough day) but there's no service where I live. :(

And I think I'm going to have to change my cell phone plan, because this texting thing is WAY to much fun.
♥♥♥

[football-girl.livejournal.com]

*bug hugs* I hope you're better now! :)

"He was not a runner, a singer, a model, or a hooker, but that night he felt like he was them all, and he couldn't say he hated it."