To Jared and... his Jaredness
To Jared and... his Jaredness A birthday message from Axy @Aaaahhhxy Jared Padalecki entered my life in late August 2015. Back then, I was a random “Arrow” fan who laughed her socks off on one of those Instagram pictures of him and Stephen Amell. They were messing around. Jared seemed like he was a nice guy. I hit the follow bar and never regretted it. No, I wasn't acquainted with “Supernatural.” Which was strange, all things considered. I was barely old enough to understand it when “X-Files” first changed the television landscape, but I fell for it nonetheless. My dad and I would spend entire nights voraciously devouring entire seasons, back when they were released in VHS form and we had to buy the imported versions from stores that have ceased to exist a long time ago. Now that I think about it… Papa and I probably invented binge-watching in the early ’90s. The television format would become a best friend of mine for the troubling years to come, providing me with a...