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[Filtered to Sherlock Holmes and John Watson]

Alright guys, not that you likely even remember I still live there... but I thought I should mention that I'll be moving out by the end of this month, I'll uh... be moving in with Pansy.

I figured you two should probably know now, though, so you can start finding a replacement... if you want one.

( ((so not safe for work. This is a booty call. I shit you not)) )

Well... that really... takes the cake

I guess I get to be the latest candidate on the OC's favorite gamer show, Who's a Dreamer? And man? My dreams really kind of are the annoying kind. Who wants to be a genetically engineered pseudo-clone of a freaking clone? What the hell is that all about?

And brainwashed? My dreamself is a puppet, with no will of his own and no thoughts of his own. This is seriously a freaking weird thing to dream.

TO ALL OF MY ADORING FANS!

I'll be gone for the next four days to celebrate my birthday with my brother, his husband and my boyfriend. We're going to Disneyland! Don't miss me too much. ;)

I have to say, that was rather unpleasant.

Been absolutely mercilessly mocked at work for the shocking amount of hickies that wound up above collar level.

Does anyone know of a really fantastic concealer?

[ Filtered to Doctor Magius ]

Hey, I just wanted to say thanks for putting that cream aside for me. It's really helping. I actually thought that itching was going to drive me insane, so yeah, thanks.

So, last week my girlfriend still get excited saying that had a dream about all of our friends going camping, except they weren't really us. I was some burnout stoner and Jules was a blonde. Holden and Curt were pretty much the same... I guess. Anyway, it was the exact same dream that she had, right down to the dialogue. Mine went on a little further, we were on the road towards the cabin Curt's cousin had rented. Except Curt's cousin is like, seven or something. So that was weird too.

Anyway, I guess my point is: does that happen a lot? Do people have matching dreams?

This past week was really strange. While I was on house arrest it was hard for me to really know what was going on out there, but now that I'm out and about? Yeah, weird shit is still happening. I have half a mind to pick up and get out of California, but I'm not exactly allowed to leave the state everything and everyone I know is here.

Anyway, does anyone need a date for Tony and Pepper's wedding next weekend?

The twins are gonna stay with my dad for the summer. Xi'an had always been happy that they'd have a grandfather in their life and it'll be a good chance for them to be safe to get to know him. I know my dad is really excited about the idea. I expect them to come back really spoiled.

Leong wanted us to all do something as a family so I'll fly out near the end of the summer and join them, then we'll all come home together.

I've certainly never put any stock in dreams. My parents never had any children but me, because they couldn't.

I dreamed that I had a lot of brothers and sisters, but they all died. How depressing is that?

Alright, so I was hoping that I would miss out on this dream bandwagon, but noooo. I had a weird dream about aliens! Okay, so that's not that interesting, but they were creepy mannequin type aliens and I was swallowed by a freaking trash bin! And Rose was there and she ended up running off with a guy called The Doctor in a blue Police box kinda rude.

[Private to Rose Tyler]
Does any of that make sense to you? What is going on?

Thank God we'll be on vacation soon. I cannot wait to go poking around in Alaska.

I'll need a project to keep me warm, and the last of my commissions was delivered today, except for Thor's sweater, which I'm almost finished with.

So who needs something crocheted? I do everything from baby booties to doilies and any size as well. Pricing is flexible, and I'll work on any project you want.

Today I had a patient in my clinic who wanted to inquire about possible homeopathic treatments. It's difficult to respond to such a question; I merely stood back and admired the purity of the patient's stupidity...much in the way I admire the botfly. It's a disgusting little beast that I wouldn't touch with a barge pole, but I admire it's evolutionary perfection. As for the patient, I tossed her from my building.

People talk about 'alternative' treatments, but what they mean is 'magic' or 'God'...both meaningless terms. When real treatments, real alternative treatments and real scientific strides arise in the public eye....people shriek and cry and whine in terror. They complain about risk, and the politicians rush to get such practices banned in the name of petty, time-relative morality. Ignorance is prevalent...people cling to it like a security blanket. Discovery can be terrifying, and this is a world of cowards.

Science, or hogwash. Those are your choices. In the end, those are the only choices.

I'm happy to announce that my new show surpassed the expected ratings...it's about God, not ratings, but it's still a good thing. Much of the credit goes to the wonderful Caprica Black, for presenting such a wonderful opportunity.

( trigger warning for homophobia, prejudice )