2011-12-08

feliciakw: (Dean loves his candy)
2011-12-08 10:08 am
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Looking for an icon

Once upon a time, SPN had an episode set at Christmas time. The end of the episode was poignant and heartfelt and bittersweet and all that.

The final shot was a shot looking into the boys' motel room as they sat watching the football game, with the Impala right outside the door. Snow might have been falling, or maybe not.

There is an icon floating around somewhere, a gif, of that shot, with snow and the added touch of twinkle lights.

I'd very much like to snag that icon (with proper credit given), but I haven't seen it yet this season. (I should have snagged it when I first saw it. Maybe I did. Maybe it's on my laptop. Which is still in the shop.)

Anyone know the icon I mean? Care to point me in the right direction?
feliciakw: (Nom nom nom)
2011-12-08 12:45 pm
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Random food-related thoughts on my lunch break

1. Soup is good food.
2. Microwaveable soup in a cup is a brilliant invention. (Though I do miss the self-heating cans that have the pop button on the bottom.)
3. Pumpkin soup is especially amazing.
4. I kind of love that they're expanding Dean's palate this season. We're all well acquainted with the fact that Dean loves pie (comfort food). And burgers. And any variety of fries. Big pretzels get a special mention. But this year, we've also been introduced to his love of chocolate snack cakes, edible birds (in a perfect storm), and most recently, licorice. I was particularly tickled by his description of licorice as "chewy little bits of Heaven." It was an acquired taste for me, but I do like black licorice.
5. My rings are looser. Part of that is probably the cold weather setting in, but I like to think that part of it is from my current dietary habits and treadmilling more regularly.
6. Speaking of treadmilling, does anyone care to discuss Jason Teague's character arc? SV is part of my treadmilling viewing (because it doesn't demand my undivided attention), and each time I watch Jason's arc, he becomes more and more tragic.

Well, that was a quick lunch.