So my schooling is going to cost around $50,000 for 2 years. Yes you heard right. 40 grand, but then you gotta factor in housing and bus passes and crap like that. So about 50 grand.
Yes, Stress is my middle name.
I have a ton of stuff to do I feel like. To top that all off my prescription of Zoloft (Anti-Depressants) has run out and I'm not sure if I'm going to be getting it re-filled today or next week or in like 3 weeks. For all of you who don't know, I'm like UBER emo when I'm not on the pills. In the last 2 months my emo-ness has been down significantly due to teh pills.
Hmm What else? Um... Need to clean my room... Need to reply to comments... Need to be a better LJ buddy... Gah.
I missed my ortho appointment last week so I have to go this coming Wednesday. ;(
I've got mal-ware/adware on my computer.
Um... Oh! I've been trying to use Opera (Like IE or Firefox), thanks to darkhavens, but I can't get it to work with my hotmail address. Meh.
I guess that's about it.
Now for fic recs:
any which way you can by traveller (nc17)
Mmm. This is crazy good. Dean and Sam and fighting and fucking.
"Guy walks into a bar, rolls his leather off his shoulders and hands it to his brother, the tall guy coming in just a half-step behind him. Okay, it's not so much a bar and more of a roadhouse, a sawdust on the floor kind of place, like you'd expect to see Sam Elliot any second, you know? Tractor trailer parking out back, no light beer, you know."
They Go East by vylit (R)
I really like this, the casual togetherness that is just sort of inevitable. It's little snippets of Sam & Dean on the way to being Sam/Dean. Inspired (sort of) by Jeff Buckley's 'Dream Brother' and PJ Harvey's 'Teclo.'
"Case follows case, and Sam learns--remembers--how to fight next to Dean, how to move so they complement one another, how to fall into place beside his brother, and how it can be as natural as breathing. It's involuntary and instinctive, and it becomes harder to remember what it felt like before."
Sam & Dean:
Tootsie Pops and Spiders by the_cat_isis (PG)
This is great! So funny and cute. Dean doesn't like spiders... :D
"10 year old Dean Winchester was not scared of anything. Not demons, not ghosts, not poltergeists, nothing. Which is why it didn’t make any sense for him to have an irrational distaste of spiders. Yet he did, which is why he found himself curled up on the living room couch, with a knife under his pillow and a can of raid on the floor next to him."
Dude... I want some Bob Evans crepes...mmmm