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Nothing lifts the spirits like standing ovations! This year's cast of the Nutcracker have done such a great job so far this year that we've been met with great applause every night. It's really awesome. Really gets you in the Christmas spirit.

Last night I had another dream. Joy of joys, I know. Those men that hired me to fuck up the internet? One of them is a vampire and seems to have an obsession with me. The way he calls me Miss Velders sends all the wrong kinds of chills down my spine. My friends and I split up, three of us to chase after the leader vampire the pawn shop guy calls the Master and three of us to hold off the army of underlings. I was in the latter group. Nearly died, but didn't. I must be one of the luckiest damn people to survive all of these close calls...

Once again my tall friend came to my rescue. I'll be disappointed if he doesn't wind up as more than my friend.

I'd some brilliant conversations with Frosty throughout the week. Went to find him this morning and he'd gone, rather disappointed! Not every Christmas means getting to chat with a snowman, least of all avoid getting attacked by one, I suppose. I'd just given him a colorouful scarf, too. Bit like losing a friend, isn't it? Hah! Sulking over a children's cartoon come to life, now I've really gone and become one with this county.

Good thing I'll be off to the homeland this time next week, eh? Reminds me! What can I bring you lot back from England?

The worst part about being blackout drunk is the next day when you're not blacked out anymore.

These dreams can go fall in a hole and die. I don't want them anymore.