On the fifth, “Destiel Day” came and went. People celebrated the fact that Destiel (Castiel and Dean Winchester) actually became a thing by virtue of the episode “Despair” — known as “The Truth” for the longest time until the CW changed the name of the episode — airing. Several hashtags came about on Twitter as a result of it, and a good time was had by the majority of people… those, of course, being the individuals who ship Dean Winchester with his brother (“Wincest”). Not being willing to let others be happy celebrating a ship that they personally do not like, it seems that they are going to celebrate the anniversary of the series finale where one of the main characters dies a traumatic death… and that’s what they like about the final episode. They also enjoy shoving scenes from this episode, and this part of the episode, into the faces of people who are actively avoiding it and do not consent to that. (And for the life of me, I will never get why they celebrate — let alone like — when the traumatic death of that character plays out, but that may just be me. I’ve looked down that barrel in real life and I’ve walked away from it. It may be that for me.)

Also, Walker is airing its second season… coming in at a 0.1 rating for two of two episodes. That is awful.

At this point I am more than content with my decision not to actively watch any more of the CW’s shows.

I may be one of the few Texans who… doesn’t like Walker (I didn’t even like the original while I was growing up, and I feel like that should say something), but it still managed to evade me for several days that Jensen Ackles is apparently going to direct an episode of Walker, which Jared Padalecki stars in. But to be honest, I’ve never really liked anything stereotypically “Texan” anyway, and it’s not out of a willful desire to reject everything that this state is even though there are some things that I really don’t agree with it on. It’s still up in the air whether I’m even going to get into The Boys since Ackles will join the cast as of season three — this upcoming season — as I don’t follow favorite actors of mine to new works (or even visit older ones) unless that would have been something that I would have liked in the first place. I’m just choosy like that.

Part of it may stem from the fact that extended exposure to light sources does give me migraines, so I have to compensate for it in ways such as taking pain medication as appropriate — Fioricet, which I try to take only as needed because it still does help to a greater extent than other medications have and I don’t want to lose that and have to try to find an equally as suitable medication that is not it — and wearing sunglasses indoors. I actually have two pairs of sunglasses dependent on the Sort of Day™ I am having. One has darker, more amber-colored lenses, and the other has slightly lighter, rose-colored lenses that I am hoping will allow me to be able to wear them more, shield my eyes, and shield my brain, because the darker the lens (and the more helpful it actually is, as it’s turned out), the more difficult it can be to do certain things wearing them.

Another thing I’m not big on: Texan Republicans — men — literally trying to mansplain my disabilities to me.