Sam Glaspy

haven’t been on in two months and got the absolute hell scared out of me by TWENTY SEVEN MISSED NOTIFICATIONS 
          
          hey besties didn’t know you guys were still alive

i made an instagram account for good omens stuff (i’m reposting all the things i put on tumblr there) and one of my posts BLEW UP. wattpad come pick me up i’m scared of platforms with active users 
          
          how are people offering to make FANART of my stupid words i’m gonna disintegrate THIS IS SO WEIRD

gonna try to sleep a full night in bed for the first time since s2 i’ll keep you posted on my progress

me a few days ago: “haha can’t wait for season two! more content and a fandom resurgence : ) sounds so lovely counting down the days : ))) my friends are so cool i’d love to talk about it with them!!”
          
          me, waking up on my couch at 5pm today, disoriented, sticky from crying, loony toons still playing in the background: “augh. nevermind.”

i wanna go to waffle house i think karen’s working the night shift today and karen LOVES ME she always defends my jukebox music choices from the dolly parton haters i need to feel loved where’s my goddamn waffle and dolly parton jukebox privileges i’m never going to recover from this should i call my ex i dreamt about her last night so like that’s a good sign right even though i was right in our argument and she’s the one who cut me off fucking crazy right anyways who else wants waffle house my treat we all deserve a little treat maybe they’ll have chocolate milk this time and i’ll mix it with my coffee for once instead of drinking it all bitter like normal and it’ll be delicious and so fun and tasty you guys would love it there the feral cats freddie and ruby are being so sweet recently i haven’t gotten hissed at in a long time and i fixed my car recently so i don’t have to floor it to get it to accelerate at all so i can take you calmly and carefully if you want and i have so many cds in there fuckin metal and punk and classic rock and 50’s jazz and grunge and dolly parton and patsy cline and dio and danzig and the velvet underground and van halen and fuckin david bowie and black sabbath and heart and all that everyone pick an album i love you guys so you get first choice okay how many of you are coming i’ll make room 

OKAY TAKE TWO. 
          my therapist is gonna hear all about this next week i swear. i can’t stop crying this is so fucked man i am in SHOCK and misery
          
          i wanna go back PLEASE
          
          this is almost as bad as my breakup in february and i just recently unbanned myself from the music that makes me think about her am i going to have to lock away my cds again
          
          aziraphale is well intentioned but god. fuck. holy shit. nah. don’t do that. 
          
          anyone else wanna talk about it because i don’t have therapy until thursday and i wanna wallow with someone
          
          
          anyways which house are we picking to live at for the divorce because i’m sticking with crowley 

did that really not post can’t have shit in season two

gomens really does have a way of snatching me by the throat at the worst times
          
          i read the book in early 2020 and i loved it!! silly silly little book. realized i harbored gay gay homosexual gay feelings for my best friend around this time (dw problem solved she hates me). when i finally accepted it and had my breakdown, lockdown started the next day. so uh. i was left to dwell. and be hyperfixated on this. and had to be self disciplined or whatever. 
          
          i made friends though hi guys
          
          now i’m 17 and trying to be an adult and now THIS IS BACK. this thing that occupies my mind to the point i cannot sleep or think or whatever. all i can do is sit with my religious trauma and queer guilt and PRAY for discipline to just show up. beg. plead. bargain. whimper at anyone who will take pity upon me. all that. 
          
          i’m disabled man i can’t do this shit leave me to rot in peace with my gay people 

i already love muriel so much <3
          
          carrying her around in a pretty bag like a well mannered small and social dog she’s so silly
          
          gabriel is not yet forgiven. YET. anyone who looks at aziraphale wrong can die in my very correct opinion, and he VERBALIZED his wrong look feelings. if i don’t love him by the end of the season i’m sentencing him to be tarred and feathered in town square. 
          
          i’m so excited i had to temporarily ban myself from tumblr because i start vibrating and pacing and stimming too hard to do anything else and i kinda want to graduate this year. i can feel the dormant hyperfixation crawling out of me. like i feel really warm and jittery all of a sudden and KNOW i’m not gonna be normal for a while
          
          i guess that means i have FIVE MORE DAYS to complete a semester of astronomy work. lend me your strength, gay people. i shall need it in the days to come. 
          
          i want to know everything that’s gonna happen but everything i see sends me into the autism abyss. i think i deserve a week of not doing anything at ALL. gotta get my hyperfixation zoomies out
          
          don’t feel obliged to respond or anything, i’m just saying things. also some of you don’t even like good omens and are just my friends. sorry. 
          
          im going to find something to chew on until i can sleep. farewell remaining wattpad citizens

i would be upset about s2 almost being the plot of my fic in progress if i weren’t so damn excited 
          
          vibrating screaming coughing up hairballs on your floor throwing rocks through your window 
          
          since i’ve been working on it on and off for TWO YEARS and keep restarting i only have a few chapters, but i’ll give a summary just to say i did something. 
          
          so crowley gets his shit ROCKED by hastur after they do something together (it’s a dinner date, not that they’d admit it), aziraphale is confused as to why crowley is missing (or in other words, not clingy), finds him with his memory mostly gone. he thinks he’s human and aziraphale has to try and catch him up to speed while different things from s1 keep showing up to cause problems. he’s lost his demonic powers n stuff so he’s basically just a bitchy human with head trauma and extreme homosexuality. crowley is so out of it that’s he’s swooning outwardly and hilarity ensues. anathema is enlisted to find a cure and shit hits the fan. 
          
          anyways
          
          i’m so hyped for s2 man. i might post it and i might not, i’m not sure if it’ll ever be done, and i don’t like posting things before i’m done with them and now it’s gonna be way out of canon if i do finish it.