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LOLOL I was supposed to starty my externship today. Except my new boss forgot I was coming and he was still on vacation. So now I will now prepare for my my second first day. ;-)

Also, trufax. Castiel = Princess Leia. I defy you to watch Empire Strikes Back and not reach the exact same conclusion.

I am a sad panda who doesn't have any money and can't buy the SPN s.5 dvds. Never fear, I am sure I will acquire them in the near future. I hear everyone on the gag reel is super-gay, though.

Mad Men this week was full on awesome. I'll admit, it made me cry. ( Spoilers )

Also, Peggy is awesomer than everyone else ever. And that's not a spoiler.

In sum: Sam Winchester might equal Luke Skywalker but he totally looks like Chewbacca.

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OMG, I totally forgot to report on the superawesome Misha Collins dream I had.

No, it wasn't like that, you pervs.

It was in three parts. In the first part I found a video blog-type piece done by an actualfax journalist (kind of like NPR if they did video) all about how awesome Misha Collins was. It made me all gleeful because it was true and because it was done by some non-fan person who totally realized that fact.

The second part consisted of going to see some kind of indie movie in a largish room with folding chairs (and the kind of movie screen that they used to show film reels on). And then in walked Misha and his wife (or a dream facsimile thereof). While I was squeeing to myself I realized that they had brought my grandmother to the movie with them. I went to talk to my grandma while the others were getting popcorn or something and she totally blew me off. But then, after I sat down a couple rows ahead, Misha&wife totally sat down next to me and we had a really great conversation.

The third part was a little f'ed up. In it I was in a mental hospital with scars on my wrists and Misha came to visit me. We had another really great conversation and as he was leaving he totally promised to get me a job as a PA on SPN. It made me so happy that words cannot express it.

And then I woke up and was super-pleased with my awesome dream. That night my brain totally won everything.

Then the next night I dreamed about Cooper (Michael Cudlitz) on Southland going to drug rehab where I was some kind of therapist. And for some reason I laid on his shoulder/chest while he was wearing a terrycloth bathrobe and we were riding in a sideways elevator? All I know is that it was very comforting.

Winning dreams FTW.