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Can someone who understands fashion better than me tell me why male rompers are a thing? Or why anyone would want to wear one that looks like a pizza? Or a pineapple?

This isn't so much of an existential crisis as a what the hell is life and does this really exist??

Apparently there's this comic where I'm teaming up with Ian McKellan (dressed as Gandalf) and we're entrusted with this, uh, task from the Sorcerer's Guild and going up against demon summoners from Mordor. I think there's a panel with flying banana peels - look, I don't know - and then the shenanigans cause me to flip a table of food that just showed up outta nowhere.

Cue explosions.

And Christopher Lee (dressed as Saruman) at the end.

I don't know much about Lord of the Rings but what I do know is this: Sunday afternoons need vodka in the orange juice, not champagne. I'll be toasting to you, Sir Ian McKellan.

The Dreams gave me a jet pack. An actual real life jet pack. I...this is awesome.

[Private to Carolina and York]

Ok, seriously guys, what happened to Georgia?

I hear people are bursting into song. Is anyone else... um... jingling when they sing? Because I've been... uh.... jingling. At least, that's what my brothers call it.

I had a five-minute conversation with my boss in which I jingled the entire time.

I don't think he noticed.

It's like that episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer where everyone bursts into song. Like, singing about mustard and shit.

Don't mind me if I hide in my house for a few days. At least my husband won't say anything. He can't hear me sing, anyway.

I'd forgotten all about the lullaby madre used to sing to Bianca and I when we didn't feel well until I found myself singing it earlier today to Cesare while waiting at the emergency vet for him to be seen. He's fine - just an upset stomach from eating something he shouldn't have during the five seconds I took my eyes off him when we were walking on the beach.

Being a dream witch is not really the same as realizing it's not just the dreams. Also, if Faye could quit almost killing people, I'm pretty sure life would be easier. But it was also the only way that we were able to get everyone to agree to bind the circle.

I'm...it's strange, really. I don't know if it'll work and my dream self admitted not knowing what she's doing. Not that any of us do. Witchcraft is forbidden in Chance Harbor after the boat fire that killed our parents. I just found the book. It doesn't mean I know what I'm doing. So what if what I'm doing is the wrong thing? What if binding the circle was the wrong choice? What do I know?

The spell worked, however, but all our individual magic is...well, we can't do any. I'm not sure if that will cross over or not, but then I'm not sure if it would be a bad thing if it did. Especially when it's so dangerous without being able to control it.

And my Book of Shadows was sitting right next to my bed this morning.

I'm getting tired of people telling me I killed people I haven't killed This girl Christina keeps saying I killed these two girls, which I didn't. And Roman is being a jealous asshole because I sat with his cousin at lunch. I'm just not sure which one of us he's jealous of.

Destiny was in the dreams which was He's also insulting my cousin, which is a pain in the ass while also listening to shitty music, so I have to question him.

Private to Esmeralda

Destiny was in my dreams a lot tonight, which makes it even stranger that she's basically disappeared. Not that I'm surprised. It happens all the time. It's normal for us. I just...don't know. She was most of the reason I came here and now this shit is crazy.

She warned me about Roman. He's an Upir...apparently. They are like vampires.