Woke up at six this morning. That's a good thing, because I'm trying to get back on a normal sleep schedule. Except now I'm tired. And also I feel like crap.
I talked to Julia on the phone yesterday for like, two hours while she went up to Austin to see Elissa. She got me thinking and I think I need to write Sam getting adjusted to Stanford. Y'know, getting out of his Winchester Ways of cursing non-stop and eating like Dean and belching randomly and stuff.
Also Hans is bugging me about John Mayer. Sam totally listens to him, duh.
Six hours until I can post my Big Bang (If I'm awake for it).
And since I'm feeling random right now: Defriending Amnesty Day. I promise I won't hold it against you.