There's a reason Supernatural fandom doesn't get the good toys to play with anymore. Some selfish sons of bitches have ruined it for everyone by throwing them out of the pram and pointing the finger at other people.

So I hope whoever it is is happy, because of them and their actions, people have been hurt. And the welcoming, sharing, supportive community that has been SPN fandom has taken another blow.

(comments off, and I'm not going into any more details. The people who have been hurt know I have their backs.)

There's a reason Supernatural fandom doesn't get the good toys to play with anymore. Some selfish sons of bitches have ruined it for everyone by throwing them out of the pram and pointing the finger at other people.

So I hope whoever it is is happy, because of them and their actions, people have been hurt. And the welcoming, sharing, supportive community that has been SPN fandom has taken another blow.

(comments off, and I'm not going into any more details. The people who have been hurt know I have their backs.)

The cold that's been threatening since Asylum has kicked in, I spent all day yesterday going from bed to the throw-covered couch to bed again. It was a really pretty day yesterday and I was supposed to be spending some time with the kids in their garden - which I love doing. When else can a *mumblemumble* year old get to play swing ball without a) being drunk; or, b) looking like an idiot?

But alas, I was left snuffling and coughing and generally feeling like death warmed up.

Babysat for them on Saturday though - eventually finding out at 5 that I was needed at 6 (and could I stop and buy some things for dinner on my way up the road...). My sister's an hilarious drunk. She doesn't go out a lot anymore, and she's not been drunk for years. She can't handle her drink any more. It's hilarious. Oh, and apparently my brother in law doesn't understand how I could have staffed at the convention because he just doesn't see me as anything other than Sis' quiet little sister. And that's my problem how? (That's not completely true actually, he sees me as having an impressive cleavage as well - to the extent where I don't wear v-necks when I go to their house any more.)

I couldn't get online on Saturday at all so I've had to default on my spring_with_xan day, which sucks. Thanks though for your prompts on Friday - I'll be having a go at them soon in an attempt to make up for it!

Right, I'm aware right now that I'm snappy and irritable and finding the little things annoying so I'm going to go have a cup of tea and actually do some work.

eta work rant ( not normal curcumstances my arse )

Also? Coriander tastes like soap. Marks & Sparks? If you put it in a chicken salad I will be able to taste it, so why don't you put it on the damn label so I don't buy it? (Coriander is silantro, btw, I'm spelling that phonetically 'cause I've never seen it written down, what with living on the civilised side of the Atlantic... *g* - Cilantro - thanks geminilove_ca!)

The cold that's been threatening since Asylum has kicked in, I spent all day yesterday going from bed to the throw-covered couch to bed again. It was a really pretty day yesterday and I was supposed to be spending some time with the kids in their garden - which I love doing. When else can a *mumblemumble* year old get to play swing ball without a) being drunk; or, b) looking like an idiot?

But alas, I was left snuffling and coughing and generally feeling like death warmed up.

Babysat for them on Saturday though - eventually finding out at 5 that I was needed at 6 (and could I stop and buy some things for dinner on my way up the road...). My sister's an hilarious drunk. She doesn't go out a lot anymore, and she's not been drunk for years. She can't handle her drink any more. It's hilarious. Oh, and apparently my brother in law doesn't understand how I could have staffed at the convention because he just doesn't see me as anything other than Sis' quiet little sister. And that's my problem how? (That's not completely true actually, he sees me as having an impressive cleavage as well - to the extent where I don't wear v-necks when I go to their house any more.)

I couldn't get online on Saturday at all so I've had to default on my spring_with_xan day, which sucks. Thanks though for your prompts on Friday - I'll be having a go at them soon in an attempt to make up for it!

Right, I'm aware right now that I'm snappy and irritable and finding the little things annoying so I'm going to go have a cup of tea and actually do some work.

eta work rant ( not normal curcumstances my arse )

Also? Coriander tastes like soap. Marks & Sparks? If you put it in a chicken salad I will be able to taste it, so why don't you put it on the damn label so I don't buy it? (Coriander is silantro, btw, I'm spelling that phonetically 'cause I've never seen it written down, what with living on the civilised side of the Atlantic... *g* - Cilantro - thanks geminilove_ca!)