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Well, I thought I was back, but apparently I wasn't. Hmm. Silly me. I won't make so bold as to claim backness in this post, just in case I accidentally disappear again and have to recant. Think of me as an apparition, possibly fleeting, possibly the word that's the opposite of fleeting which I can't drag out of my weary brain right now.

I haven't been away away this time, just under the weather and then lurky and then very much more under the weather. (What a strange expression that is. I mean, aren't we all under the weather? Wouldn't we have to be jettisoned into space not to be under the weather? Hmm. Jettisoned into space. Has a certain appeal, doesn't it?) At any rate, I'm mostly better now, other than the odd wheezy fit at inopportune moments and a sad tendency to run out of oxygen mid-sentence.

Some belated but mercifully brief spoilery thoughts about last week's SPN angstorama:

Sigh. I love this show, I really do. But episodes like this just make me go OW. How are they going to fix this? I mean, conflict, yes, fine, there's always been bucketloads of conflict between Sam and Dean, great whacks of family dysfunction and miscommunication and all the bruising emotional complexity that goes hand in hand with a warped shared history. But this? It's starting to look so unfixable, and I want them FIXED!!! I don't want a war between Sam and Dean, I want Sam and Dean, however fucked up, on the same side, but ack. How do they get past this? This show is breaking my heart. *dramatic pause for chest clutching and weepage*

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Date: 2009-02-11 07:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Are these long, run-on sentences by any chance? *g*

Apparently, unless you are a vampire who sparkles in the daylight, breathing cannot be underrated. I do at least hope the weather that you are under includes some pretty blue skies and interesting cloud formations.

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Date: 2009-02-12 06:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hee! Yes, they probably are. I seem to have an unhealthy weakness for long, run-on sentences.

There were blue skies today, rather splendid ones. So much so that my aunt thought it was summer and turned the fan on in her apartment to cool things off, forgetting that all she had to do was turn down the heat.

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Date: 2009-02-12 09:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This is the mad aunt isn't it?

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Date: 2009-02-16 07:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The aunt with dementia, yes, bless her.


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