this journal is mostly
there is absolutely no rhyme… - happy heart, melancholy mind
feeling decidedly young today
And if you want to imagine the future, imagine a boot ... no, imagine a sneaker, laces trailing, kicking a pebble; imagine a stick, to poke at interesting things, and to throw for a dog who may or may not decide to retrieve it; imagine a tuneless whistle, pounding some luckless popular song into insensibility; imagine a figure, half angel, half demon, all human... Slouching hopefully towards Tadfield... ... forever.
there is absolutely no rhyme or reason to why I lock or unlock things
If we've chatted before, or I recognize you from a comm I frequent, I'll probably friend you back. If we've never talked, please introduce yourself & say hello. I don't only post fandom related things in here, and I'd like to know who you are before I let you read about my personal life :] If you don't at least give me a tip of the hat, I'm not going to friend you back.
Quick thing on wincest & padackles- I don't mind if y'all 'ship it, talk about it, fawn over it, write fic about it, wish every night to Kripke that it's canon, and squee, flail, have heart-attacks, whatever on your own LJs-that's your space, and whatever you want to say on it is awesome, possum!- I just ask that you don't use any icons, or make any references on my own ^_^ I don't 'ship it because I adore the relationship Sam and Dean have as brothers, and I'd rather pretend to be blissfully unaware of any other possible connotations while in the domains of my own LJ *L* If you have a problem with this, I guess we'd best not friend each other xDD