for the love of god, comma!

[angelgazing]

First of all if this is for real [oh, god, oh, god, pleasepleaseplease] I may have to sell everything I own and follow a tour around for a few months. I want to get this out of the way so it doesn't really take away from what I am about to say next.

Which is: I totally kicked the ACT's ass.

Well, ok, no, that's pretty much a big giant exaggeration, and the math, you know, got in a couple of kidney punches. But whatever. The point is: I scored higher than my brother who keeps trying to tell me how much smarter he is.

I gotta take my victories where I can.

Still sad I'm missing Jack's Mann. tonight though.

In unrelated news, I think luzdeestrellas also sings this a lot when dealing with me.

If this season of SPN ends and my boys are not together, I'm totally going to have to write the stupid story about how they push their baggage aside and get back to where they were before, back to season one, back to saving people! hunting things! Back to being awesome, bickering, bantering boys who love each other more than anything else in the world and aren't kind of batshit insane about it. I'm not even sure it would be Sam/Dean, but they'd totally drive off into the sunset on a case that isn't the end of the world, arguing over who gets control of the radio and whether or not Dean's growth was stunted by bacon cheeseburgers.

I mention this cause, ugh, BOYS. They are making me go crazy. I keep thinking it's Thursday! But it continues to not be!