Contradictio in Terminis

Last night went wrong in just about every possible way.

( she takes a whiskey drink, she takes a vodka drink, she makes a royal idiot of herself. Mentions of vomit and alcohol and idiocy, please don't click if you find any of that disturbing )

TL;DR: OH MY GOD, I CANNOT HOLD MY LIQUOR AND THAT'S SO EMBARRASSING

HOT YOGA = AWESOME, TRUFAX.
 
Oh man, tonight I sweated from places I didn't even know it was possible to have sweat glands in. And I was a gymnast for twelve years, so that is saying something. It was a hot yoga class organized for Queen's Fencers and it was a fantastic workout. (But seriously. In a sauna. Dripping. Sweat.)

Now, my yoga clothes are in a wet heap on my floor, probably congealing into the Sweaty Clothes Monster or something (you know you're a university student when...). Even the inside of my jacket felt damp because I wore it on the walk home.

Er. This is all probably TMI. Sorry.

So now I feel awesome from the workout, though I can already feel that I'm going to be sore tomorrow - oh wait, later today. I didn't actually get anything done on the huge-ass essay I have due on Wednesday, but that's what three am Wednesday morning is for, yeah?

By the way, there is no actual point to this post. I just wanted to say that yoga was ridicuawesome and that startrekbigbang fics are being posted and that makes me jizz my pants OVER NINE THOUSAND!

Feels like it's been a while since my last post. (Yeah, it's a problem when my idea of "internet deprivation AUGH THE PAINNNNNN" is a grand total of ...3 days.)

Friday night started at four thirty with a fencing dinner. The upper year fencers are awesome and will talk extensively about anything from WOW to IMAP/POP servers to Alan Moore's intrinsic awesome. Uber excited to get to know them better. (Unfortunately, theytend to be a bit cliquey, so my fencing buddy and I have decided that when we are upper year fencers, we will welcome all newbies with open arms and inclusive topics of conversation.) There's this mysterious thing called the "Flunge" taking place next weekend, which I am so confused about but really excited for. My spidey-senses eavesdropping tells me it's something to do with "rookies" and "yeah, I jumped in the lake [Ontario], shit". So I really hope some other newbies are attending, cause there's no way in hell I'm going to that alone. Fencing ended at 11, btw and then as soon as I got back to my room, my floormates were all "why are you not over here omg!" so I chilled with them for a bit. And then sleep. Finally.

Um, anyway, because this is all tl;dr, the astonishingly wondrous music_est_vita is reccing me SPN fics and ;ASLDFJKLIEAR;ASDNF;ALKSJF FANDOM OH MY GOD, Y SO TALENTED?!

TOP PICKS:
1. GUYS. GUYS. GET YOUR FREAK ON, BECAUSE copperbadge JUST WROTE SPN FIC. Ok, by "just", I mean last month BUT WHAT THE HECK WHERE WAS I FOR THIS. ;ALSDKFJAISDFAS;LDFJKA;LWEJRA SHIT SON, THIS IS TOO GQ TO HANDLE. CASTIEL'S CHARACTERIZATION IS WONDERFUL AND HEARTBREAKINGLY ENDEARING, AND I CAN'T EVEN EXPRESS HOW MUCH THIS FIC MADE MY DAY, SO YOU SHOULD CHECK IT OUT 35 minutes ago NOW.

2. SO WE ALL KNOW THAT BOBBY IS SYNONYMOUS WITH AWESOME, Y? This is a look at Dean and Castiel's relationship through his eyes and it's incredibly well-done, being understated but really poignant at the same time. (Written by moonlettuce )

Finally: DEAN/CASTIEL THEMATIC REC LIST. Does what it says on the tin. Makes me jizz in my pants like a boss on a boat. (motherfucker!)