this is the previous blog of raiseddean, now being used as an archive.
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According to the song Seasons of Love from RENT, there are 525,600 minutes a year.
One line later, there are “525,000 Moments so dear”.
So, doing the math, we can glean that there are 600 moments which aren’t so dear.
And I think I just used one of them by walking in on my boss who forgot to lock the bathroom stall.
this post did not even remotely go in the direction I was expecting it to
prompt: Killian goes grocery shopping with Emma, finds condoms, and she has to explain them to him there in the store.
Mwhahahaahaha. For you, love. Only for you.
Health & Beauty
Poloxamer 407? What the hell?
Emma turns the carton over, scrunching her nose at the shiny packaging.
“Swan?”
She puts down the box, picks up another. Carrageenan? “Hmmmm?”
“Swan?” Louder, this time.
“Killian,” she sighs, deep, long-suffering “For the last time. I am not buying you anymore Nutella.”
“No, love. What use does one have for,” he pauses to look at the container in his hand, “Trojans?”
The thud of the toothpaste carton hitting the tile floor echoes through the grocery store, and Emma feels her mouth gape open and shut.
Looking for all the world like he is perusing the latest issue of The Economist, there is Hook, standing in the middle of the Health & Beauty aisle in his leather jacket, intently reading the back of a box of condoms.
so i’m cosplaying as human!cas/hoodie!cas for halloween in school today and i don’t think i have ever drunken this much water in my life.
every time i pass by a friend who watches supernatural my inner thirsty!cas forces me to down a whole water bottle right before their very eyesdon’t you humans ever tire of urinating