Jared Padalecki has a very expressive nose. It does a lot of the work in emotionally tense scenes.


...I should probably go to bed, but I'm on a roll right now. Jensen Ackles's eyelashes beckon me onward.

The only thing I want is for finals to be over and the 18th to be here.

I need to be in Plattsburgh. I almost hurt with how much I want to be there and not here.

Is it bad that I'm actively disappointed when Misha Collins isn't in the credits for an episode? Damn it, season four, you broke my priorities. :(

I'm halfway through the season now. Won't be able to watch much over the next couple of days for studying, but knocking off eleven episodes in two days isn't bad.


I swear I will post about something that isn't Supernatural soon. Promise.

I totally spaced on doing this yesterday. Sorry to all of you people left wondering where it was. (All, what, three of you? Is anybody downloading these?)

Anyhow. Let's go thematic, since I've gone all featherbrained:

Counting Crows - Miller's Angels

Miller's angels are hovering in between the earth and the sun
In the shadow of god's unwavering love
I am a fortunate son
They come out of the blue sky
They come out of the blue
They come out of the blue sky
But you never know
Where they gonna go
Hey Romeo

Can't you hear me? Cause I'm screamin'
I did not go outside yesterday
Don't wake me please
Don't wake me, cause I was dreamin'
And I might just stay inside
I don't go out much these days
Sometimes I stay inside all day
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me alone


The Decemberists - Of Angels and Angles

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles
There's a ticking at the sill
There's a purr of a pigeon to break the still of day

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There's a tough word on your crossword
There's a bed bug nipping a finger
There's a swallow, there's a calm
Here's a hand to lay on your open palm today

As on we go drowning
Down we go away
And darling, we go a-drowning
Down we go away
Away

There are angels in your angles
There's a low moon caught in your tangles