FREAKING CRAP. THIS ISN'T FUN.
I READ THIS FREAKING FANFICTION AND HOLY CRAP. I CANNOT STOP THE CRYING AND EVERYTHING HURTS AND I HATE LIFE SO MUCH WOW I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS I HATE IT SO MUCH I WANNA JUST AHHHHHHHHHHH
THIS ISN'T FUN
I 
I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. I DON'T LIKE IT.

IT WAS S O   G O O D.
AND THEN THINGS JUST WENT DOWN IN CHAPTER FIVE. LIKE HOLY CRAP WHYYYYY. [SPOILER] FREAKING  WAR AND MAKING AMERICA DO THAT FREAKING DRAFTING THING AND TRAUMATIZING DEAN AND RUINING DESTIEL AND THEN ULTIMATELY KILLING CAS. 

I AM DONE. I NEED FLUFFY FICS NOW. ALL THE HAPPY FICS.
NO ELVIS.
I CANNOT DIG ELVIS RIGHT NOW.

Hello! So, Gishwhes is over, and the summer is winding down. I am very bittersweet about this. I am excited for the fall for the sole reason of new season premieres. But... I'm going to be foreced to get back into my old sleeping schedule, which involves going to sleep before midnight. That is an event that hasn't happened.... basically all summer. And I am not looking forward to that. 

Hello. I, as of late, have had a disinterest in sleeping. It's a not very healthy habit of mine... not sleeping. Actually people die for sleep deprivation. But still. I don't know why I, but I. I just don't know. Some days I sleep around sunrise and wake up well after the noon. Say, 3 or 4 in the afternoon. In time for dinner. And then that cycle continues on. 
I feel like I'm going to have an even larger lack of sleep next week when Gishwhes starts up. I mean... 100+ scavenger hunt list. It's going to take basically all of my attention and things. Sleeping would be something that is of 2nd interest. 
I'm going to go hardcore during that thing, yes. 

HELLOOOO. 
So, upcoming next week... in just a few days... will be what could possibly be the best week of my life thus far. Or at least of the year. Or, on a smaller scale, the best week of my summer. Yeah.... aim small. 
ANYWAY... why would it be the best week ever? I will give a eight big letters.
G.I.S.H.W.H.E.S.  

Oh man. I cannot begin to tell you how much I love this song. I love it so much. It heavily reminds me of Castiel, and that's a good thing. But... the song is just SO. GOOD.
Here, have yourself a listen. No more words. Just magic.

HELLO! 
What you should know, is that I am a fan of Supernatural, Doctor Who, and Sherlock. And big things have been revealed lately, and I am SO. EXCITED. I CAN'T EVEN. Most of it is coming out of the fall, for sure. 2/3 are. Sherlock is still unbeknownst. (Did I use that word correctly? Eh, more or less. Whatever.)
Okay, so let's start with Supernatural. [Spoiler Alert]

Hello! Well this is different. I am typing. Typing. Typing. Typing. I think I like this font the best. Okay then! Well... welcome to my blog. I am Jess. Nice to meet you. Although I am not going to be seeing your face. So, I guess nice to meet me, I guess. Although, in that situation, I sound a bit self absorbed. Is it really nice to meet me? What if you already know me? Oh, but meeting isn't exactly for the first time all the time. I mean, business people have meeting all the time. But typically, when people meet, they are meeting for the first time, I believe. 
One thing I am noticing is that, well first of all, I am an introvert. I took one of those personality test things and it pointed out that I am the opposite of an extrovert. I do not ex. I in. When I type, I can just say things. Say all the things in my head and not worry much about it. Huh. I bet it's nice for some people to know how things work in my head. Because in the previous paragraph, it shows my exact thoughts whenever I say things. While aloud, I say "Nice to meet you." In my head, all those things will be going on. Calculating a way to be exact and literal. You get to see into the head of an introvert with social anxiety. You special snowflake. Oh that's rude. Is it rude? AHh. I don't want to come off as rude. AH. JESS. CALM DOWN. Okay. Um.
Okay well that's enough of an intro, I think. Nice to write for the first time on this blog. Doubt anyone will really read it. I'll link it to facebook maybe once and then never again. OKay. That's it now. Bye.

Jess