Baby, it's cold outside...and a rec to warm you all.

Winter has not truly hit Minnesota until one day you step outside and the very life force (breath) is sucked out of you and your nose hairs freeze.

Today was that day.

Holy shit and where the hell are my long johns?

*has not had long johns since 4th grade*

I even found out...with the wind, right, your eyes well up. And at the same time, it's so freakin' cold, that the tears freeze. Today, I had actual snow in my eyelashes. Black slush. Black from mascara, of course. It was bizarre. And REALLY F-IN cold.

So I was going to edit a Heroes fic and do my SPN review today, but a friend is in need and so I'm off, meaning you'll probably get another post late tonight or very early morn.

But in the meantime, I want to share with you all an AMAZING fic. Now, I know not a lot of Houses of the Holy fics have been posted yet, but it's hard for me to imagine a better one than this. It really captures the religious feelings, Sam's hesitancy at the end as Dean seems to have found something to believe in (The Red and the Black, anyone?). It's beautifull written and just lovely. Now, I know I brag about _3amconfession a lot, but this one...it really takes the cake. I could marry this fic. PG Sam/Dean.

If you knew I was dying, would it change you

Enjoy!!