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I keep trying to think of things to say but that never really goes anywhere beyond that. I keep reading on it and people are so honest and open and I don't think I can write like that. I don't see how you guys can just be so out there. Even figuring this out I stared at the screen for a good long hour before any actual typing happened.

[Private filter to Rose]
Do you get the dreams everyone posts about?

[Private filter to Athos]
Thank you.

If anyone tries to pinch me because I'm not wearing green on this ridiculous holiday, I will break your fingers. Yes, I'm from an Irish family, no, I don't give a flying fuck.

[filtered; Finn Mikaelson]

But maybe I am actually wearing green somewhere.

[/end filter]

Last night I had a dream that involved more singing than anyone should be comfortable with outside of an opera or musical.

What's ridiculous is that in my day to day life I've actually had people politely ask me to stop singing along to the music. Everyone's a critic, I suppose.

Well, I'm home again.

And I really don't like these dreams anymore.

So my shirt keeps disappearing. Literally, they de-materialize as soon as I get one on. Thankfully what I'm doing today at work doesn't require a shirt, but it's one thing to be shirtless in a gym and a whole other thing to be at the front office or driving around in my car like some kind of back-woods redneck. If this continues I may just go hang out at the beach for a while and work on my tan, maybe hope when I get home tonight that my closet is still intact.

Oh, and Gabriel is a dick.

I swear my parents like to call me and converse in Italian just because they get tired of always using English. Which makes me either look crazy in public or...romantic. Maybe.

Bilingual family problems.

[filtered; Becks, Damon, Elena]

Mom is saying we need to have dinner next weekend. No one can refuse. She's cooking and baking. She goes "Stefan, I never see you or your brother. You're all so busy. Does Damon have a wedding date yet? What are you doing for Natalia's birthday? I want new curtains for the living room, tell your wife I want her to look over some with me. I haven't seen Elena's ring either. Call more, Stefan. I can't stand that texting. And tell your brother."

Sorry.

[/end filter]

I'm about to go out drinking for the evening. I'm just glad people can see me and that I can drink, to be honest.

Wish me luck. And don't be loud when I have a giant hangover tomorrow. I think I might have to postpone any meetings I have.

Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone.

I absolutely loathe Rassilon. I hope no one else ever has to dream of him. That man was an insane despot.

Apparently on Gallifrey there was an ancient technique where if you did something truly awful, you were banished to the Oubliette of Eternity, where you were erased from history. You never existed at all. And yet they all went to this place of anti-time. It's quite confusing, but wholly frustrating. And to think I almost went along with it, because I didn't realize how crazy he was.

I got a new Doctor though. Very Victorian with long hair and a velvet coat. And the loveliest voice. And I have a bodyguard. Her name is Leela. She's a savage, but noble and amazing. I think dream me might be slightly in love with her.

Are you seeking adventure? A guilt free way to unleash the violence inside? Then come out to [GPS COORDINATES] and have fun laying waste to what I like to call Darkspawn. I promise it'll be a good time.

I can stop it, I just need people to hold the line.

Sooo if I said I'm looking for a job, who's hiring?

I'm a computer science major! I know, who'd believe it? But I'm pretty good with computers. I'm also pretty kick ass if you know what I mean.

So, yeah! Anyone hiring?