Maybe it was the bacon?

[isaacsapphire]

I was unreasonably stressed this morning; I had my last final (ever!) and had to turn in a paper and all I've got left is my editing homework. But for some ridiculous reason I got all stressed out, even though I wasn't even slightly worried about the test. Part of it might have been that I ate breakfast; I don't normally do that.

So I spent some quality time in the bathroom wondering if I was going to throw up and if it wouldn't be better to just get it over with. I eventually concluded that I could safely go print off my paper and still be able to get to the trashcan before anything nasty happened. So I got through that ok and then dragged myself back to the dorm for a nap.

And then I remembered why I don't take naps in the middle of the day; I have freaky weird dreams. Like, freaky weird for me freaky weird. This one discussed some piece of RPS that paired Jensen Ackles and Chuck Colson. Which is a whole new level of crack and left me freaked out like I'd had a nightmare, which I sort of had.

(BTW, given rule 34, someone's already done it, but please don't actually write Jensen/Chuck Colson. Colson is the sort who'd actually sue you, or bring down the wrath of the Christian Right on your head, which would be worse for us all.)

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[isaacsapphire.livejournal.com]

I think I passed the class, which was all that mattered. Seriously though, Chuck Colson? Where did my brain come up with that from?