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I'm not really a Christmas person exactly. However I will admit that I miss England during the winter months. It's not the same. It was 80 today. And I was wearing shorts.

There should be snow and hot chocolate and all sorts of things.

Not that I want to go to the East Coast. I should stop complaining.

What's everyone's plan for New Years? Anything good?

My daughter found her Christmas presents. They're wrapped already so she didn't see what was in them.

However we need to hide them in a new place.

Any suggestions?

When I got home tonight I had attempted to watch some tv and of course I fell asleep, but I had a few more dreams. I met up with The Doctor again and got to meet his Companion after me, Donna Noble. Sontarans tried to take over the Earth and I got cloned, which was really weird. My clone was working with the Sontarans, supporting them in their attempt. The Doctor built a device to clear the poisonous gas that the Sontarans had pumped into the air then he teleported himself to their ship, because he was going to blow it up from the inside, but instead this guy who had been helping them, teleported himself to the ship and The Doctor back and blew it up. After that, I went with The Doctor and Donna to the TARDIS to say goodbye and of the TARDIS started piloting itself and brought us to a planet called Messaline right in the middle of a war between the humans who lived there a creatures called the Hath. Soldiers showed up just after we landed and put The Doctor's hand into a progenation machine, which just happened to be nearby. The machine took the Doctor's DNA and created a daughter from it. The Hath showed up just after that and the soldiers attacked them, causing a cave in, which seperated me and the TARDIS from The Doctor and Donna. So I went with the Hath after I mended a dislocated shoulder for one of them, whose name was Peck. The Hath showed me a holographic map of the tunnels we were in and at one point The Doctor was looking at the same map and did something to it to show new tunnels. He called me shortly after that to make sure I was alright, but my battery died. So I was studying the map and Peck showed me a different view of it and I saw that we weren't as far underground as I'd thought, so I decided to go above ground to beat The Doctor and the others to the Source. Peck came with me, but when I fell into quicksand, he jumped in to save me and wound up sinking. I eventually met up with The Doctor, Donna and Jenny, who was The Doctor's daughter. In the end, The Doctor released the gases from The Source into the air and it started terraforming. Everything looked like it was going to work out well after that, but the leader of the human army didn't want to surrender and tried to shoot The Doctor, but Jenny jumped in the way.

We left shortly after that, after the humans and Hath agreed to give Jenny a proper funeral and The Doctor brought me home.

Of course now I'm wide awake and it's two in the morning. What should I do?

[Filtered Away from The Doctor]

One thing that sticks out in my mind is something I told Donna about The Doctor. I told her that, he's wonderful, he's brilliant, but he's like fire. Stand too close and people get burned.

You ever wake up from a dream and feel like you're Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz? You want to point to people you know (or send a text) and say "You were there" and "You were there" and then end with "There's no place like home".

That's me this morning. I'm really not even sure if these are those dreams that people talk about because they seem so...normal. Except I'm in a smaller town in Maine and I only work exclusively at the diner. The diner and the B&B look a lot different than the ones we have here and there's a lot of townsfolk/friends that I've never met here that I dreamt about. So maybe it's just a regular dream? I have no idea.

But here's the fun of who was in my dream: Emma, Mary Margaret, and Regina. And this really hot sheriff (mrow) and like I said a bunch of background players.

Nothing too interesting happened through most of my dreams last night, but the last one was a little sad. I had a friend named Ashley who was pregnant and apparently has agreed to sell her baby to this guy, Mr. Gold, who basically runs the town. Emma was trying to find her and I was trying to help her get out of town. Not sure what happened in between, but Ashley did end up staying in town and she had the baby and her boyfriend finally pulled his head out of his ass.

Kept me up most of the night. I'm going to call my agent and request mimosas at my shoot this afternoon. That should make me feel better.

People in the office were complaining about how 'cold' it is today, it's somewhere in the 50's right now so I found it all really funny. Apparently this isn't unusual for Californians though.

I need a distraction after last night's dreams, so who wants to help me open a secret dreamers only bar or nightclub or coffee shop or whatever? We need a place where we can talk about this stuff in the open. Also, I can't think of any group of people more in need of a drink.

First day in new flat. The kids have been busy arranging and rearranging their rooms. I have a surprise Christmas tree for them, though they've been sensitive to my faith which is sweet.

( Trigger Warning: Deceased Parents / Comas, viewable to all. )

These dreams make it really hard not to go to a liquor store and fill up a cart. Brainwashing is ... gross.

Yes! Scamander Wood and Stone has successfully reopened, and is doing pretty darned awesome! With a lot of work and a lot of fun, I am once more selling art, and furniture, and enjoying it.

There is something about running your hands over stone or wood and seeing the art inside it, bursting to be free, vaguely at first, but then more vividly as your hands deftly twist and tug away the unneeded pieces. Its... amazing.