Just shedding a little light on something you probably care nothing about

[	mood	|	meh	]
[	music	|	The Stone Roses-Getting High	]

Got the worst cramps ever today, so I went jogging as I try to do when the cramps get really bad. WORST MISTAKE EVER. It was roughly 400 degrees out on an uphill street with weirdo constructions workers leering at me almost the entire way. I ended up lying in the shower cursing the fact that God gave me legs to run on in the first place!

So I have been lying in bed watching Prison Break. Nothing like prison inmates to cheer one up!

I sold my car. So at least I'll have some money in the bank, rather than being a completely starving student. He's an a very goodlooking Stanford Grad Student from New Zealand. Meow. And now I have all these delicious phone messages from.

Speaking of Stanford . . . ( Lauren's Guide to writing Supernatural fics set during Sam's days at Stanford or for the writing of Sam's flashbacks of his Stanford life )

I think I mostly wrote that because I'm getting all nostalgic over the fact that I'm leaving for college in a few days, but hey, what can you do. Hey, you know what this means? If Sam or Dean were real they were practically running around in my Backyard, considering I've lived here since I was seven. I could've spied on them going at it. Oh, woe for missed opportunities.

Shyeah, I'm sure you're all wondering where I misplaced my sanity.