Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth...

LJ seems to be still not sending me notifications for some reason. Luckily, it seems to be working fine for all my RP journals (unless I'm... missing something...), it's mostly for replies to comments this journal leaves on other journals, but yes. If you left me a comment and I didn't answer, I'm not ignoring you, I probably just didn't get it.

We're heading up to Iowa City now, and soon we shall has a draegonhawke and a _coherent! Assuming we don't die on the way, because it's snowing on the way up there and oh God, I am so not driving in snow or ice or whatever. Especially considering the issues I have with just rain.

I'll let you all know we're not dead when we get there. Or if you're really concern you can text me. Most of you who are likely to worry have my number or can get it from someone who does, I think...

We need to get me a better jacket before we leave Tennessee. I was supposed to have an awesome swishy coat before we left Florida, but UPS fucked us over there. *Grump*

Driving home, I see those flooded fields...

Evie just accidentally sprayed red juice at me. Just a little, but it hit my hand and I had a weird and disturbing thought process along the lines of "The ceiling's dripping. Is there a hole in the ceiling? Is that BLOOD?" ...and then my brain went to predictable places from there. Or at least predictable if you know that I've been reading Supernatural fic that I saved on my laptop earlier this morning.

Speaking of Supernatural, we decided it must take the boys fucking long to get absolutely anywhere. Because it looks like they're driving on state roads ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Boys! How do you get anything done, ever? ...that's all.

I finished that fic, by the way! I'll need to rewatch Aliens of London/World War III and Army of Ghosts/Doomsday before posting it, but I finished it. Now I can actually... do other things.

In other news, we're leeching internet from a Holiday Inn, and GoogleMaps estimates we have about six hours to go. No snow so far, but... um... not holding out much hope for that continuing. Wish us luck!

...I also still need a new coat, but Evie's letting me use her trenchcoat until we get to Iowa City and I can get something there. It is a nice trenchcoat. It makes me feel like Harry Dresden.