manorsuperman: (head tilt)
Lana Lang ([personal profile] manorsuperman) wrote2009-02-27 04:48 am

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Work has been keeping me very busy the past few days. It's finally good to get a moment to myself.

[ooc: Actually, the economy just sucks and my brother was late getting his unemployment check. Which means we were out the internet a few days.]

The rules are: Comment to this post and I will give you 5 subjects/things I associate you with. Then post this in your LJ and elaborate on the subjects given.

[For Langchester!Lana]
[ooc: Which means Clark = [livejournal.com profile] hero_farmboy, Chloe = [livejournal.com profile] reporter_chloe, Dean = [livejournal.com profile] winchesterjerk and Sam = [livejournal.com profile] likely_evil. Otherwise, commenting on this is pretty open.]

From Dean:

Voice mail - Chloe and I left a message for Dean on his birthday. Chloe...was a little drunk that night. If I wasn't sure he enjoyed every word that came out of her mouth, I might have been embarrassed. Okay, so I was a little embarrassed anyway. We should really stop calling when one of us is drunk.

Bright eyes - Wow. There's one I didn't see coming. What's up with that, Dean? Because I'm pretty sure you don't mean the band.

Somehow I know Clark is laughing, and possibly nodding. Stop it.

Wine - I think my love of wine started in Paris one summer back when I was still in high school. The legal age there is a lot lower than here in the US, so I was able to enjoy that part of the culture. It's my preferred alcoholic drink, red wine especially.

Lakes vs. sea/ocean - We had this discussion on that blind date Sam and I were dragged into (not that I'm complaining). When I made that anonymous comment on the Blind Date meme, I was just trying to help her find a date, that's all. Yes, it was me. I'm sure Chloe knew this, which could explain a few things. Next time you (Dean) and Sam are in town, Crater Lake. We'll go skinny dipping. Well, you and Chloe can go skinny dipping. Sam and I will sit on the pier and pretend we don't know either of you.

Offering alternatives - Keeping your options open is important. It's good to have a Plan B, not to mention Plans C, D, E and F.

[identity profile] winchesterjerk.livejournal.com 2009-02-27 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
What? The fact that the interests of both of us lie elsewhere don't mean I can't appreciate! I'm not quite fond of the fact that they seem bright with tears more often than otherwise, but still.

Skinny dipping. You might want to have a blindfold around for Sammy.

Oh, and, gimme five, if you want?

[identity profile] winchesterjerk.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
I do!

Mm. That's another way to do it, I guess.

Right. Here we go (http://winchesterjerk.livejournal.com/56761.html#cutid3).

[identity profile] winchesterjerk.livejournal.com 2009-03-03 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh go ahead, don't resist! He's good at saving people, myself included.

[identity profile] boy-scout.livejournal.com 2009-02-27 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm game.

bad girl!Chloe (obviously)

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-27 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Oooh... skinny-dipping. I wanna do that now.


[ooc: She can see that, right? lol]

Re: bad girl!Chloe (obviously)

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, come on, Lana! Lighten up. Have some fun!

Re: bad girl!Chloe (obviously)

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Mmm-hmm. You totally have a lame version of fun, Lana.

Re: bad girl!Chloe (obviously)

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Mmm-hmm.

[Private]
And this is the reason why you haven't gotten it on with Sam yet. You're just sitting around, not doing anything. You need to be brave. You need to be bold.

Private

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
...Seriously? You haven't even thought about it?

Private

[identity profile] reporter-chloe.livejournal.com 2009-02-28 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
I see... God, when did you turn into such a prude?