Sin #1: I did not wish septembers_coda a happy birthday in a timely manner. And I'll burn for that, as Dean would say.
Which isn't a sin, right? I mean, this is the way the world is supposed to be, right? Except, the thing is, that test was SO easy to cheat. I mean, one question was whether I'd rather date a guy with a leather jacket, a trench coat, a trucker cap, or long hair. COME ON. So I may or may not have ended up with Sam if I'd answered the questions honestly. On the other hand, I don't feel the least bit guilty about this one at all, so is my confession more like a brag? OH WELL. SUCH IS LIFE.
(Dear God. He is so pretty in this pic.)
Sin #3: When I wrote my "what happens after the end of S9" fic, I carelessly gave Cas his wings back. Which flies in the face of canon (heh heh, see what I did there), and also raises problems with my follow-up. So I kind of need to undo that. Is that cool? Can I just go back and rewrite those parts of my story and say "never mind, that didn't happen?" Do people do that?
Sin #4: I'm not allowed to wear jeans and t-shirts to work except on special occasions, and today is not a special occasion. But I'm wearing them anyway. The jeans are velvet, not denim, and the t-shirt is kind of dressy, and I have a cute ruffly cardigan over it, but still. Morally, this is jeans and a t-shirt. That's me, the rebel, sticking it to The Man.
Sin #5: I'm writing this at work. Shhh.
So, what's my penance?
(BTW, if you don't recognize the title, it's from "O Holy Night," which is the Christmas carol I'm obsessively listening to this week.
O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the night of our dear savior's birth
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appeared and a soul felt its worth
Two very different, but both completely amazing versions, are by:
Straight No Chaser