Nah, if I was thinking of Room 401 it would've pinged as soon as I looked at my flatiron. Check me out adding a short row of small numbers.

John Mayer is the weirdest thing to me. His music I can take or leave, but on Funny or Die or anything else LOVE HIM. And on Twitter? He's nutcake. In a good way.

I had Long John's Silver, mixing cheat day with Lent, like a good Catholic girl.

Grocery shopping. MY BULLETPROOF. There's so much less of it in SPN fic than I would like. I don't understand.