posted by
asato_muraki at 03:35pm on 25/10/2008 under entertainment, memories, supernatural, youtube
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...at the home of our dearest friends. The boys are beside themselves. My Beloved is slaving away at improvements on the Bender costume and various bits of the boy's costumes. I have no idea what I will wear, Ha!
I am in the process of making some nifty Halloweenish snacks. Perhaps I will get pictures.
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I watch the show Supernatural. Have ever since the darling
jedi_diplomat mailed me some rips of the first two seasons. Then of course,
micehell keeps me up to date. I like it for what it is, though I maybe do not see what many of my friends see in the, ah, subtext.
Aaaanyway. The last show had this amusing outtake after the episode was over:
It got... that song... stuck in my head. HARD.
On the upside, it reminded me of a girl I knew in Christian school. A bunch of us were hanging out, and someone either played that song or it came on the radio. Actually, I think it was *takes deep breath before startling revelation* at cheerleading practice. Now you know my secret shame.
In any case, this girl was singing along, and I heard her sing, "... and the last known survivor stacks his bread in the night..." I laughed so hard (though as quietly as possible) I pulled an abdominal muscle. I wasn't the only one laughing, and the girl took it in good humor.
But it still gives me the mad giggles whenever I hear it. Then my mind goes down these rabbit trails, like, A person who stockpiled bread might survive a famine, but it would have to be the mold-resistant sort of bread. And, I wonder what made J. think of that. Was she in a death camp in a past life...
Then I come back to myself and am mildly annoyed that not only do I have that song stuck in my head, but also have been repeatedly reduced to pondering the karmic debt of a girl I haven't clapped eyes on in twenty years. It also reminds me of cheerleading. The less said about that, the better.
I am in the process of making some nifty Halloweenish snacks. Perhaps I will get pictures.
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I watch the show Supernatural. Have ever since the darling
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Aaaanyway. The last show had this amusing outtake after the episode was over:
It got... that song... stuck in my head. HARD.
On the upside, it reminded me of a girl I knew in Christian school. A bunch of us were hanging out, and someone either played that song or it came on the radio. Actually, I think it was *takes deep breath before startling revelation* at cheerleading practice. Now you know my secret shame.
In any case, this girl was singing along, and I heard her sing, "... and the last known survivor stacks his bread in the night..." I laughed so hard (though as quietly as possible) I pulled an abdominal muscle. I wasn't the only one laughing, and the girl took it in good humor.
But it still gives me the mad giggles whenever I hear it. Then my mind goes down these rabbit trails, like, A person who stockpiled bread might survive a famine, but it would have to be the mold-resistant sort of bread. And, I wonder what made J. think of that. Was she in a death camp in a past life...
Then I come back to myself and am mildly annoyed that not only do I have that song stuck in my head, but also have been repeatedly reduced to pondering the karmic debt of a girl I haven't clapped eyes on in twenty years. It also reminds me of cheerleading. The less said about that, the better.
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That scene with Eye of the tiger has been running on loop here since yesterday. Kids have actually begun to practise the moves.
Not to mention the scene where Dean screams like a girl. Major amusement points there.
Have fun at the party now!
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But I insist; they are so doing it.
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perhaps 3" of snow had been predicted?
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