beyond the hour of the wolf, to the hour of the cat that covets your leftovers

Listening to non-GW-soundtrack Two Mix makes me incredibly, incredibly nostalgic for some reason. One of those dumb "everything was so awesome back then" feelings, even though it wasn't all that. Man, how I loved their music like crazy.

Was introduced to Wild Turkey Rare Breed bourbon by Greg, only drank a very, very small amount. Stuff is *strong*, burns like woah, but was...kinda not bad. Wish I'd tried a bit more mixed in with some Coke or something.

No Army of Darkness for Thanksgiving (adding it to my rewatch list along with Boondock Saints and the Lord of the Rings trilogy), but did watch some episodes of Quark (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0077066/) which was fun and Prisoners of the Lost Universe (http://www.scifimoviepage.com/prisoners.html) which was lousy, oh Richard Hatch, how I am /facepalming at you.

4-something and I need to be up at 6. Uh, whoops.

Ooh ooh ooh...past Thanksgiving means finally letting myself listen to holiday music, and starting the book I got a month or so back and saved for the right time: The Dreaded Feast: Writers On Enduring the Holidays. Hoping to only do a couple essays each day to make it last all the way up through Christmas, just for the hell of it.

(What, Lain soundtrack music *and* X-Japan, too, now? iTunes must seriously want me to be stewing about ca. 2000 until I get all maudlin or something. Yeesh.)

second verse

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Freddie Mercury, no ifs ands or buts. Seriously, it kills me that I really became besotted with Queen (after being fond of their music since *gradeschool*) just as he died. Queen would have been the most epic concert in the universe to see. (Not that they're dead but I also regret that I'm the wrong generation to have seen the Waters/Gilmour-era Pink Floyd live, too.)

Anyway, figured today needed more reccage:
http://masterlist415.livejournal.com/63259.html: You Even Write Like a Girl by anyothergirl415, Sam/Dean, R. As seen recced at sawedoff_recs today, and it goes under the BEST THING IN THE UNIVERSE category. I adore when people do humor fics for the fandom, because while I love the angst and the serious and the dramatic (that ends HEA of course, this is me), show and Sam & Dean even during the dark times are so about the funny. This is creative and brilliant and ♥--the character voices are just *bullseye*, Yahtzee if you will.

Also, have I spazzed about paxlux's Howl verse recently? No? No? For *SHAME*, self.
http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/35600.html with the newest being
http://community.livejournal.com/huntersarchives/40003.html under the wartime blue floodlight of the moon
(Sam/Dean, NC-17 as always) Dark, twisted, brutal, wild, feral, but so full of life and joy in a wrongtwistedbutrightperfect way. I am about the schmoop and the warmfuzzy and the happysquishy--but I *LOVE* this and am addicted to it, and I always read these slowly so I can savor each word and let each scene play movies in my head. Also, okay, it's fuckin hot and sexy. :| Mmmmm bloodplay and biting kinks and and unf unf *¬*

Okay, shutting up now. But first--scene: driving through the parking lot as Mom and I leave the grocery store, Mom muttering about Bakers (aka Krogers) having sweet potatoes with a coupon for California cheese products but *not actually carrying any products with the required California cheese logo*.
Mom: I guess they don't have any happy cows.
Me: *mutters* Bipolar cows.
Mom: *almost chokes on her coffee*
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