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Okay, at this point, I just need to ask here, since nothing's turning up out there.

I need a job. Badly. Or I'm gonna be outta a apartment and become another homeless vet. So anyone need a former special forces Navy Seal with crazy high marksmanship skills, leadership qualities, and a charming smile?

Okay I dunno about the last one, but the first two skill sets are for real.

Anyone else need to stay up at night and watch Golden Girls repeats on Hallmark? It has somehow become a nightly ritual for me. I clean up from dinner, get ready for the next day, get ready for bed then get into bed and watch Golden Girls until Frasier comes on then it's time to turn off the TV and go to sleep. I hope this doesn't mean I'm beginning to turn into an old lady.

There seems to be a bug going around the gym. People have been missing personal training sessions and someone called off work today saying they felt like they were dying. They're pretty dramatic normally, so I wasn't exactly surprised, but I hope it's nothing serious.

ARGGGH FINALS. ALMOST DONE.

The only good thing about waking up this early to finish studying is that I woke up from a good dream. It think it might be my last one for a while. Eugene and I have now gone back to the Kingdom of Corona after I saved him from death and I get to see my parents again with my lovely short brown hairdo. There was a weird bit of blurred time speeding up type stuff and I really hope I dream more about what happens now that I'm back, but it slowed down to let me watch Eugene proposing to me, the prep for the wedding, and then the actual ceremony.

I'm not surprised I got the typical Happily Ever After ending because it's cute and sweet and those two deserve it. I just want to know more - WHAT HAPPENS AFTER?!

Okay, I need to stop typing away on here and get back to finishing my studies. I can't wait for finals to be over and enjoy the summer!

Just a heads up that Mellarky will be closed on Memorial Day, so order early for any delicious baked goods that you want for your BBQ. I am always open for custom orders as well. Nothing says happy summer like a fresh pie, right?

And feel free to stop in this morning. We're experimenting with some new scones, bagels, and even trying out doughnuts.

If I wanted to raise a teenager I'd pick out my own fucking progeny. I'm not here for Vampire Bill sending his tiny new vampire child to Fangtasia to "hang out" with Eric and I. Fuck that. She was a good Christian child before she was turned, so now she's using this as an excuse to go crazy because that's what vampires do, right? No. I'm not a babysitter.

Thank God I don't have to deal with that in this life.

Repeat dreams can sometimes be worse than the originals. Now I just miss people more.

Just once I wish the tabloids would report on something I actually did, instead of something I didn't. Getting suspended for punching a frat boy in the face is way cooler than sleeping with a guy I've never even met.

Seeing people from here in my dreams is so weird I guess our dreams are the same dreams, but I don't remember any of whatever he was talking about

I keep wanting to find things from my dreams strange, like the idea that a boy just ran across the highway carrying a goddess, but everything's already so surreal and strange that I don't think that anything is going to surprise me ever again. Either that or something really normal is going to happen and it'll be the surprising thing.

This is incredible! Such beautiful lines and detail. I don't suppose there are any Flamenco dancers out there who are willing to teach me?