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krislaughs) wrote2007-01-14 10:51 pm
krislaughs) wrote2007-01-14 10:51 pm
quiet tonight
My, LJ is quiet tonight...
Made it down to the city this morning, in time to run in Central Park before dark. It was one of those drives through opressive rain and fog; on the GW bridge, even the lower level was encased in cloud. Found parking. Family is good.
My parents found a bottle of 1963 Chateau Lafite-Rothschild that was my grandma's before she died. We opened it tonight. It was... pretty badly corked (had survived a flood and very many temperature fluctuations) but at least I can say I tried it once, eh. :)
From the opposite end of the spectrum, saw Snakes on a Plane. Don't really know what to say except; why didn't they just turn down the thermostat when the first snake was spotted? Take advantage of that enviable mammalian ability to shiver.
Okay, off to work on Winchesters in New York.
Sam's heart is pounding. His lungs feel empty, heavy and thick. He blinks and rubs his eyes with shaking hands, trying to catalogue the things he's seen, to remember where he is: the smell of French fries and day-old pie, fluorescent lights like knives overhead, throbbing temples. Strong hands on his shoulders: Dean. Always Dean. This is how he knows he's back.
Might need a pinch-hitter beta for this one later in the week? (unless![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ignipes magically decides she'd rather play with pretty boys and demons than soak in the Jamaican sun.) Anyone with strong oppinions and a willingness to constructively criticize out there?
Made it down to the city this morning, in time to run in Central Park before dark. It was one of those drives through opressive rain and fog; on the GW bridge, even the lower level was encased in cloud. Found parking. Family is good.
My parents found a bottle of 1963 Chateau Lafite-Rothschild that was my grandma's before she died. We opened it tonight. It was... pretty badly corked (had survived a flood and very many temperature fluctuations) but at least I can say I tried it once, eh. :)
From the opposite end of the spectrum, saw Snakes on a Plane. Don't really know what to say except; why didn't they just turn down the thermostat when the first snake was spotted? Take advantage of that enviable mammalian ability to shiver.
Okay, off to work on Winchesters in New York.
Sam's heart is pounding. His lungs feel empty, heavy and thick. He blinks and rubs his eyes with shaking hands, trying to catalogue the things he's seen, to remember where he is: the smell of French fries and day-old pie, fluorescent lights like knives overhead, throbbing temples. Strong hands on his shoulders: Dean. Always Dean. This is how he knows he's back.
Might need a pinch-hitter beta for this one later in the week? (unless
ignipes magically decides she'd rather play with pretty boys and demons than soak in the Jamaican sun.) Anyone with strong oppinions and a willingness to constructively criticize out there?