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I don't really consider this spoilery, because we've seen Dean in a suit before, we've seen Dean on the phone before, and we've seen Dean getting out of the Impala before. (But have we seen all three at the same time????)
Anyway.
I'm not gonna last. Seriously, why do they have to wait until the second half of September to start the new season? September 24? Seriously? I've run across photos that, while not plotty-type spoilery, are definitely detail spoilery, and I DON'T WANNA KNOW!!!
Maybe I should just swear off the computer for the next six and a half weeks.
Yeah, right.
ETA: Oh! That's right! There's a convention in Vancouver coming up. So. No giving up the laptop. Will make hospital/Critical Care Unit arrangements for my inner spoiler!phobe. I don't think she's makin' it out of this one alive.

Anyway.
I'm not gonna last. Seriously, why do they have to wait until the second half of September to start the new season? September 24? Seriously? I've run across photos that, while not plotty-type spoilery, are definitely detail spoilery, and I DON'T WANNA KNOW!!!
Maybe I should just swear off the computer for the next six and a half weeks.
Yeah, right.
ETA: Oh! That's right! There's a convention in Vancouver coming up. So. No giving up the laptop. Will make hospital/Critical Care Unit arrangements for my inner spoiler!phobe. I don't think she's makin' it out of this one alive.
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Date: 2010-08-11 01:10 pm (UTC)Fic . . . yeah, fic hasn't been doin' it for me recently. Not even with the writing. 'Cause Musey has certainly had an idea or two, but when I ask her to please write something, she goes, "Meh. *shrug*"
Haven't even been in the mood to crochet recently. I'm trying to do a market bag, and it's turning out okay, but it's not really what I was having in mind.
Speaking of crochet critters, you've seen my little creepy crochet critters that I have a pattern book for, yes? (They're in my LJ crochet gallery.)
In the meantime, there are actual real books I could be reading. I got the paperback of Jim Beaver's Life's That Way this weekend. He's a great wordsmith, and I'm looking forward to the book, but I know I'm gonna cry. Carl Hiaasen's new book is out, too. That one will make me wish I was reading it seaside. And I've got the angel book my mom lent me, Angels Dark and Light. Which is a good read, but I'm up to the part about Lucifer and the fallen angels, and I haven't really gotten up the gumption to read that yet.
Anyway, I've got plenty to keep me busy. It's just . . . I spend so much time by myself and in my own head that it's starting to get to me.