unamaga: (we love each other)
Kate, honey, I know I missed your birthday, but since I run perpetually late, this is ALMOST ON TIME. Right? Sort of? Anyway, it's here, it's a mix of sorts, and it will hopefully make you choke on laughter: Jensen and Jared do it to Disney Songs. Yeah, you heard me right.



The full-sized cover and mix, with drabble bonus! Put yer perv goggles on! )
unamaga: (Default)
[livejournal.com profile] la_folle_allure and I are kind of a scary thing when we get together. The first night we met, a fairy tale au epic was spat forth - incredibly cracky and possibly scarring. Tonight, we are proud to present a conversation in which Dean is black. Kate also has it posted in her journal over here, but I really, really wanted to inflict it upon my own flist, SO.

Warnings for: crack, un-pcness, crack, dean winchester, crack, and bad language. Oh, and also it is huge. )
unamaga: (i have a thing)
It's Monday! I don't want to do anything at all, omg! Especially not go up to the registrar and fill out some stupid survey! Have a really really ridiculously good looking poll:

[Poll #871858]

I fear this is becoming a very strange trend.
unamaga: (i want to be that pen)

  1. Happy Birthday, Mr. Neil Gaiman!! You're forty six and still a sexy manbeast author. Congrats! ♥


  2. Jon Stewart/Stephen Colbert = OTP FOR THE DEMOCRATIC WIN! )


  3. Don't you sometimes wish your life was an iPod commercial? I swear, when a really danceable song comes on my litle pea-pod while I'm walking up the hill, I always want to break it down MC Hammer style. Or, okay, maybe not MC Hammer. More like Weird Al in "White and Nerdy". Either way, portable music players are the bomb diggity, yo, and I had to pause just now to boogie.


  4. And, okay, THANKS, [livejournal.com profile] chickypooh, for giving me Dean's exact birth date! His natal chart actually matches up really freaking well. Like, really, really, really freaking well. Scarily well. I think Kripke deserves some mad props. )
unamaga: (satantic animals!!)
[Poll #861861]

Aren't you all glad you have me on your flist? Hah.
unamaga: (miints 'aww harry')
*CACKLE*

I am writing fic.

ETA: A little snippet to tantalize you.

“Shit,” was the first word out of Harry’s mouth when the bottle fell and shattered against the cold stone floor. The next was garbled as a woosh-ing sound and bright light engulfed the small room.

When the light had dimmed enough for him to see his own hands in front of his face, Harry was struck dumb at the sight before him: a perfect replica of himself.



DUNDUNDUUUUNNN.
unamaga: ("not eaten" by qtmjbcs)

My family is insane. I feel as though this song is appropriate:

Savages, Savages!
Barely even human!
Savages, Savages!
Killers at the core!

Ironically, I'm not sure whether that verse is sung by the native americans or the white settlers. Hmph.

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