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Why can't I be one of those people who has all of their holiday shopping done in August? I've gotten a few things, but I know I will have one last one to get on Christmas Eve like I do every year.

[Piers]
Thanksgiving was great, so I was thinking we should also do something for Christmas, or do you have plans?

Yesterday went better than I'd anticipated. And now, seeing as I'm suddenly the owner of a vintage Omega and a stunning Rolex, I should maybe start a watch collection.

And with my Christmas shopping down, I can enjoy the down-time between now and Christmas.

Somebody warned me about the crazy stupid dreams that happened here. I believed them. You have to believe in weird things when you have a guardian angel, after all. That just makes sense.

I didn't think I'd get any, though, because I don't really live here yet. I guess a visitor's pass is all you need to dream about strange childhoods in padded rooms with white walls. I think it's time for more pancakes.

In these dreams, have others dreamed about someone they've... met before? Who weren't family members.

True love's kiss is a bitch.

What a cruel thing it is to have your vengeance taken from you.

I want my brothers here.

I want the Morrison-Chávez-Baffes-Turrell-Winston-Sosa-Echols-Lambright-Martínez-Reinhardt-Carter. We were all one, and we could rule the earth. They were like me. And worse. They were bad men in life. Child killers and deviants and serial killers and monsters and they were my brothers.

Have I gone insane?

It's nice to know I literally spent the entire Thanksgiving week buried in work instead of eating turkey. Oops? I didn't even notice.I have had another dream, though, and as long as the outfits from my dream don't show up in my closet, I won't have a heart attack. Utterly fascinating, these Dreams, although I don't see any similarities between myself and the me in them. Probably for the best, really.

I had a beautiful spread for dinner for Thanksgiving. And for days afterwards. Mostly because I planned for people and got just myself. Oh well, I made turkey soup, turkey stock, and other turkey goodies from the leftovers. Back to the grind of job hunting, I really need to find a restaurant looking for a sous chef, or even a line chef at this point. I've studied so hard, graduated, and did a lot of post-graduation work. Maybe mom and dad were right..

No one told me tumblr would eat my life when I signed on to it. I was supposed to go out tonight but instead I've been sitting here for the last two hours looking at the weirdest things while downing this bottle of '06 Chardonnay.

For instance Pornhub Comments On Stock Photos. It's so terrible, I mean really really terrible, but utterly hilarious. If you click the link be prepared to laugh and cringe at the same time.