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I know, I know, I'm awesome. In other words, hell to the yes early acceptance letter!

Why is it that the one night of the year that I get an extra hour to sleep, for free, is the one night out of the year that I wake up early?

Have to drop off some papers at the courthouse on Tuesday morning, which is right next to the polling place. So I can kill two birds with one stone before I head into work.

So, I guess I was Morgan Le Fay for a couple days over Halloween. She ... or, I... while I was her ... Wrote in my physical diary.

Some sort of mass hallucination? Does anyone else know how or why that all happened?

Did anyone else wake up after Halloween in a stolen broken down Taxi cab with a treasure chest full of gold dubloons?

Just me, then?

Ces rêves sont terribles, in ways I do not want to even tell you about. There has to be a way to stop them even if only for a little while so I can get some sleep sans se réveiller et pleurer.

Onto the next holiday.

It seems as if there's no 'natural' way to make an introduction, so I'll follow the lead of the young lady who posted yesterday. (Thank you, Alice, for being a trailblazer.)

I'm Tom, and while I'm not new to town, I am new to Valarnet. In the customary first offering, I give you a cat gif. Take it and bless my stay, oh Internet Gods.

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MY LITTLE BOY IS NOW A MAN!

I had a very good weekend. I do not know if I will want to go to work on Monday. It will be drudgery and boredom, to be sure. Alas.

I had another one of those incredible dreams yesterday evening. My family and I were still living in England, and my father won the lottery. It was paid not in pounds, but in gold, and he used to money to visit my brother Bill, who was working abroad in Egypt. He was a sort of archeologist, but he called himself a 'curse breaker', who worked with Goblins if you can imagine. In any case, Bill took us all on tour to see the pyramids, the Sphinx and down into ancient tombs that would not be accessible to the ordinary public. The marketplace was amazing, and I purchased a fez, which I proudly wore. Fred and George were monsters, but I shouldn't mention that, should I?

I've never considered a trip to Egypt before, but this dream made me feel as though I'd actually been. Now I wish I could actually go there.

On another note, if you enjoy live theater, may I recommend Teatro ZinZanni, playing at the Segerstrom Center for the Arts. It's Cirque du Soleil meets cabaret meets dinner theater. Highly entertaining. I should add that the meal was also very well done. I went Saturday night with my friend, Margaery and we both had a lovely time.

Ahhhhh. Rory? You haven't had any dreams about vampiric fish-people, have you? You know. Just as a casual enquiry.