Walking stereotype
Jun. 30th, 2007 02:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xansI think I forgot to mention...
Shopping at Pak'n'Save the other night, stocking up on femme supplies, grabbing a six pack of lurvely Schweppes soda with a twist of lime and kiwifruit (they were 98c, I shoulda grabbed two. Heh), and a couple packets of squiggles biscuits... standing in the checkout lane and suddenly realising I must look the walking stereotype of a PMSer, with my pads and chocolate.
I had to giggle.
Season one finale of SPN last night. Just as I predicted, felt more upset about the Metallicar than my boys, although I love my boys and hate to see them hurt. I'm so lying. I kinda liked it when that demon was punching Sammy, and then Dean was a super sexy after he shot it. No idea how long we'll have to wait until we are gifted with the next season. Le sigh.
Fin.
ETA: (emphasis mine)
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javajunkie13, fanon petpeeves:
I can't stand when Sam is jealous of the car. I wish I was joking, but I've read a number of stories (and then hit the back button very quickly) where he said something to the effect of "Maybe if you cared about me as much as your car!" In general I don't like it when the car is spoken badly of in stories, even if Sam doesn't make out with her like Dean does, he still loves her.
And characterizations where Dean is stupid and can't do anything on his own (hi, the boy hunted for four years all by his lonesome and didn't lose any limbs, he knows how to do his job and do it well) and Sam is omgsosmart! Just no. Or wincest where Sam wants flowers and anniversary dinners. Very much no. They're boys first of all, but most of all they're brothers and even more importantly they're Winchester brothers. They don't do heart shaped chocolates and candle-light dinners, they super glue M&M's to tables and fuck against grimy bathroom walls.
She goes on to write commentporn...
Shopping at Pak'n'Save the other night, stocking up on femme supplies, grabbing a six pack of lurvely Schweppes soda with a twist of lime and kiwifruit (they were 98c, I shoulda grabbed two. Heh), and a couple packets of squiggles biscuits... standing in the checkout lane and suddenly realising I must look the walking stereotype of a PMSer, with my pads and chocolate.
I had to giggle.
Season one finale of SPN last night. Just as I predicted, felt more upset about the Metallicar than my boys, although I love my boys and hate to see them hurt. I'm so lying. I kinda liked it when that demon was punching Sammy, and then Dean was a super sexy after he shot it. No idea how long we'll have to wait until we are gifted with the next season. Le sigh.
Fin.
ETA: (emphasis mine)
javajunkie13, fanon petpeeves: I can't stand when Sam is jealous of the car. I wish I was joking, but I've read a number of stories (and then hit the back button very quickly) where he said something to the effect of "Maybe if you cared about me as much as your car!" In general I don't like it when the car is spoken badly of in stories, even if Sam doesn't make out with her like Dean does, he still loves her.
And characterizations where Dean is stupid and can't do anything on his own (hi, the boy hunted for four years all by his lonesome and didn't lose any limbs, he knows how to do his job and do it well) and Sam is omgsosmart! Just no. Or wincest where Sam wants flowers and anniversary dinners. Very much no. They're boys first of all, but most of all they're brothers and even more importantly they're Winchester brothers. They don't do heart shaped chocolates and candle-light dinners, they super glue M&M's to tables and fuck against grimy bathroom walls.
She goes on to write commentporn...
