~ One of Us ~

"What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us?
Just a stranger on the bus, trying to make his way home?"

~ Alanis Morissette

ChUCk'S DIARY

WEDNESDAY: Went to the book store today, looking for inspiration. Got 10 000 words due next Saturday that I should probably get started on soon. Found this section called "Self-Help." Fascinating stuff. People are so wonderful. Bought 14.

REMEMBER: - Positive thinking
- Eat more fruit.
- 10 000 words by Saturday
- Plant food

THURSDAY: I hate people. Made the mistake of checking out a Supernatural fan site today, looking for inspiration and maybe a little positive reinforcement. Why do people read all the way up to book fourteen if they hate it so much? I don't understand it at all. Surely they could go read something else? This book's pretty good... "The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People" I don't really know what a "highly effective person" is but I don't think that I am one...

REMEMBER: - Don't go on any more fan sites
- 10 000 words by Saturday
- Plant food.

FRIDAY: So Becky called today. Asked her for ideas. Turns out that wasn't such a good idea. I feel like I need to have a bath with steel wool and bleach now... It was one of those days again. Time passes so slowly here. No wonder people write self help books. What the hell else are you sposed to do with your time? Went to the city to clear my head. There was a big sign in front of the church that said something about God's plan. I wanted to go inside and ask them what that was exactly, cause I sure as Hell don't know. I wonder what they'd say if I told them that God doesn't have a plan- that he's stuck inside a 30 year old talentless neurotic who reads self-help books and has no choice but to watch the world happen around him.

REMEMBER: - 10 000 words by Saturday
- ! Plant Food !

SATURDAY: Today it occurred to me that as an ordinary human, if I'm ever put in a position where my life is threatened I'm going to need to be able to defend myself, like Sam and Dean. Or at least run away. I have decided to get in shape. I got some work-out DVDs that I'm gonna try a little later …

Edit: HOW CAN PEOPLE PUT THEMSELVES THROUGH THIS CRAP?

REMEMBER: - 10 000 Words by next Saturday
- Plant food! ! !

SUNDAY: Went to church today, which was fun. Gospel choirs always put me in a good mood. Wish everyone else was as nice as that. Had a wander around after everyone left, looking at the stained glass. Kinda makes me wanna read the Bible. Odd to think that I still haven't, even after 2000 years or however long it's been... I bet Gabe would find that funny. Wonder what he's been up to lately.

REMEMBER: - PLANT FOOD
- At least 5 000 words by Saturday

MONDAY: Threw out all the self-help and fitness crap that's been cluttering up my house. Watched the news for a bit. Armageddon can get pretty depressing. Lucky I had some Jack Daniels and old X-men cartoons. Always marvel at the shit they think up. Lazer-vision? I woulda never come up with that. Kinda wish I had.
Edit: Oh! And I started reading the Bible today. Like, what the fuck?

REMEMBER: - Running out of alcohol
- PLANT FOOD!
- At least 5 000 words by Saturday

TUESDAY: Went to a bar tonight. Met a pretty girl. Lily, her name was. Asian; big red lips and really white teeth. She didn't seem too interested though. Every night she prays for her father who has skin cancer. Cancer was probably a dick move on my part. But when you make a race of creatures smart enough to cheat death in every other freaking way, you start panicking about population issues... We're already up to 6 billion. I really shoulda made the Earth a bit bigger... It's a bit late to worry about it now though. Plus, if things keep going the way they're going, I don't think it'll end up mattering very much...

Anyway I better go write. My editor was on the phone with me this evening nagging me about it. Funny how she can treat me like a child and then go home and pray to me every night. Fat lot of good it'll do her, too. The biggest Earth-shaking I've done all year was re-potting my indoor plants. Forgot to buy plant food again. Pretty sure the hyacinth is dead. Story of my life.

WEDNESDAY: Changed my mind. Fuck Armageddon, fuck Lucifer and Michael, fuck the Winchesters and fuck Supernatural. It is not possible to be depressed when things like bagels exist.


A/N: My first Supernatural fic! I guess I just got tired of waiting for season seven to come out, and I MISS it. I'm not the only one, am I? =P Anyway I was kind of wondering what life as God-Chuck would have been like, in all it's hilarity and it's melancholy. I hope you enjoyed what I came up with...

Do review, it would make me ever so happy ^^

Love Candy xx