But I need a little place in the sun sometimes or I think I will die

[debs]

I am going to bludgeon my neighbor to death with his gas powered leaf blower, I swear to god. He's just what I need at the end of this week. What a douchebag. There's not even anything to leaf-blow! Why is he doing this. At this point I believe he gets some sort of psycho-sexual satisfaction out of using that penis-metaphor. If I ever learn hoodoo his will be the first family I curse.

In other news, all I want to do is sit in my room with the shades open and listen to this song until the sun goes down. It speaks to my current state of well-being.

"Moses" by Patty Griffin (yousendit) (sendspace)

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Jared really shouldn't be surprised to come home from his morning run with the dogs to find Jensen at their front window, wearing only pajama pants, a pair of binoculars pressed against his face. This hs been a long time coming, and honestly? Jared can't believe it hasn't escalated to water balloon sneak attacks or random acts of vandalism.

"Hey," he says, wiping his face with a towel while cautiously approaching the tense line of Jensen's back. "What's up? Besides you before noon?"

Jensen doesn't even turn, too focused on whatever it is outside that's caught his attention. Jared has a pretty good idea, if the heavy whirring sound he'd heard coming up the drive is any indication.

"He's out there again, Jay. I don't even know what he's doing! There's nothing to blow!"

Jared ignores the obvious joke and sighs.

"It's a free country, Jensen."

The look Jensen gives him is full of indignant disbelief. "It's Sunday, Jared! The one day a week I get to sleep as long as I want." Jensen sighs, turning his attention back towards their neighbor and his gas-powered leaf-blower. "Why is he doing this to me?"

He sounds so utterly dejected that Jared can't help but chuckle. Wrapping his arms around Jensen's bare waist, Jared rests his chin against his best friend-cum-roommate-cum-boyfriend's shoulder.

"Forget him. C'mon back to bed, we can have a little blowing party of our own."

"Such a sweet-talker, Padalecki. Always so classy."

"You love it."

Jensen scoffs. "You wish." But Jared can feel him relax, knows he's diffused the situation and can therefore walk them back to the bedroom easily.

"You love my filthy mouth and all the naughty bad things it can do to you."

Jensen's blush is nearly instantaneous. He doesn't do it often anymore, but it's one of the things Jared loves the most. "If you don't stop talking, I'm going to gag you."

"Mmmm, please?"

"Seriously, dude."

The leaf-blower is soon forgotten.

AND SCENE

Crapfest. ;)