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Alright, I just had to kill two vampires, at least I assume they were vampires, in Disneyland. Why were there vampires in Disneyland? And not the kind from my dreams, so I know they weren't sired by Klaus anyone from mine, but then the question remains, who sired them and why were they in Disney? And I don't think the answer to the second one was, they were on vacation.

well, i had the superflu this weekend. it fucking suuuuucked. i don't think i'd have made it if it weren't for my two roommates (and the dog). i still kind of feel like shit, but at least i don't feel like i'm dying anymore. i would actually rather get sliced open by a sword again than go through that a second time.

speaking of that, i died again in my dreams last night. for those keeping score, that brings me to four deaths so far. i've probably had like, a dozen dreams. is there some sorta prize for "most dream deaths?" because i'm pretty sure i'm a shoe-in. so glad this one didn't choose to carry over too. dying sucks enough when you do it in your dream, let alone when you wake up bleeding all over the place. i have never been more happy to wake up with both my arms still firmly attached to my body than i was this morning.

in non-dream related news, i managed to drag myself to school yesterday. talked to all of my teachers about shit that's been going on. anyway, they all agreed that i could probably squeeze by in their classes if i aced my finals and wrote some paper. so... that's a lot of studying, i guess. i tried to get to it last night, but ... frankly i don't get it at all. i guess that's what i get for skipping most of my classes and being high for the ones i did show up for.

the point is, i guess i'm looking for someone who can help me figure this shit out, because i've only got a couple more weeks until the end of the year. i don't usually ask for help, but i realized recently that sometimes you kinda need it. so uh... i guess the word i'm looking for is 'tutor.' anyone wanna like... tutor me and shit? fuck this is embarassing.

Anyone want to come help clean up a bit at the Cafe? I may have had a couple ... well I'll call them things because I don't even know visit last night and they trashed the place a bit while I was kicking their ass six ways to sunday. No stupid OC fuckery gets to fuck with the Cafe.

No major damage just... some broken chairs and a mess. Ugh

I don't know what this shit is that's going on right now, some rather messed up stuff, the sort that makes a man's skin crawl. But what I do know is it ain't feelin' right, or safe out there for all of anyone. We got weapons, food, and shelter at the bar should anyone feel it in their right mind to hunker down for a bit until the authorities get their heads out their asses for once and do the things that're needin' to be done.

That's for anyone who needs a place to stay, by the way. Who don't feel safe in their own homes.

Right. How many of us are there here then? Dick Grayson, O.C.P.D.

Business is a tad slow at Ciao Bella recently. Hoping this is a temporary lull in business. We do have the best pasta around, after all. Back me up, Damon.

[Katherine]

Care to come over tonight, kitten?

I'm starting to notice some things about my dreams. Number one, I'm a twelve year old boy. Two, I have an older brother that's a yellow talking dog. Three, there's a princess that keeps popping up. I shit you not, her name is Princess Bubblegum. Four, apparently I'm a hero there, because I was sent to get some weird book for heroes.

Crazy stuff, next thing you know I'll probably be dreaming about dancing spaghetti.

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I've heard the most interesting stories about this network.

I suppose we're meant to introduce ourselves.

Adam Pierson. Scholar, collector, professor of religious studies. Now, what about all of you?

Alright normally things that happen at work don't get to me like this but I've been thinking about this one ever since it happened and feel like I need to say something.

When the person working the counter at your favorite bakery, cafe, wherever you happen to be, asks you to step to the side/go take a seat while you wait for your order - we're not doing it for your comfort. We're doing it because there is a line of other customers behind you that are waiting to be served, same as you.