It Writes Itself
Feb. 15th, 2009 09:05 amI had to take an endless subway ride out to Brooklyn yesterday to see the dentist and the train cuts through a part of that borough where there are these really beautiful old houses with great big front porches and stained glass windows and brick chimneys and it was about four o'clock in the afternoon and the sun was hitting the houses just so with that orange wintry light and I found myself thinking about Jared's house in Vancouver and for some reason I've always pictured it as this big, old, Arts-and-Crafts style bungalow, which I'd imagine they have plenty of in some of the older neighborhoods in Vancouver (I might just be getting that impression from years of seeing such houses in all the tv shows filmed in Vancouver). And it's not all gussied up and renovated but a little on the run-down and quirky side. Creaky floors. Loud plumbing. Big backyard for the dogs. Trees. Winter-bare trees. So anyway I'm sitting there on the train and it's Valentine's Day and I'm getting all sappy thinking about Jared's house or should I say, Jared and Jensen's house and I'm itching to get home and write some unforgivably pointless domestic cuddle-schmoop.
By the time I got home, though, it was so late and I was so tired and cold and cranky I'd lost the mood and then this morning I was playing my phone messages from yesterday and there...there was a babbling message from
baylorsr about how apparently Jensen babysat Jared's dogs while Jared was in L.A. for the Friday the 13th opening and apparently Jensen took Jared's dogs to the set with him upon which Jensen apparently lost complete control of the situation because the dogs cheerfully jumped in a lake and and started swimming around during the shoot.
And I thought, wow, I'm so glad I didn't write any domestic schmoop because there's no need for me to do it. With these two? IT WRITES ITSELF. These guys are a freaking walking romantic comedy unto themselves. It's frigging Marley and Me only with two dogs and TWO INCREDIBLY HOT AND ADORABLE GUYS instead of Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson and oh my God. Oh my God, people. It writes itself.
By the time I got home, though, it was so late and I was so tired and cold and cranky I'd lost the mood and then this morning I was playing my phone messages from yesterday and there...there was a babbling message from
And I thought, wow, I'm so glad I didn't write any domestic schmoop because there's no need for me to do it. With these two? IT WRITES ITSELF. These guys are a freaking walking romantic comedy unto themselves. It's frigging Marley and Me only with two dogs and TWO INCREDIBLY HOT AND ADORABLE GUYS instead of Jennifer Aniston and Owen Wilson and oh my God. Oh my God, people. It writes itself.
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