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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Stupid, stupid dreams! I like ME. I mean, it is pretty cool that my dream dad is the mayor of Paris of all things and my mom is a super successful fashion designer. But STILL! PUH-lease! I like me!

Alright. With all the shit this network brings us I figure I could at least take car troubles off everyone's worries. If you bring your car in to Out Of This World Mechanics and mention this network I'll give you a discount.

...My Dreamself is really not very observant when it comes to the little things happening to her. The rabbit dropped his fan and gloves while running away from me after my giant state scared him. I was using his fan to cool off and it must have reversed the cakes effect somehow because I was able to put one of his gloves on. Unfortunately - I forgot the key again while I was still tall enough to reach it but I did drop the fan so I didn’t shrink anymore. I just have to deal with the mess of the tears I cried while a giant having formed a sort of sea around me so I’m probably one of the few people who can honestly say that I’ve been in danger of actually drowning in their own tears. Nice right.

I also found out that it’s not just the white rabbit who talks - there’s a mouse trapped in the tear sea with me and I mention Dinah and accidentally frighten it off. Or offend it? I’m not really sure which so I start talking about dogs and that’s...not an improvement and the mouse just leaves me there by myself and refuses to talk to me anymore if I don’t promise not to talk about cats or dogs either one anymore. While we’re floating there I notice there’s actually a lot of animals in the water with us and the mouse promises to tell me it’s history once we get to the shore which has...somehow appeared in the distance. I lead it and the other animals to the shore and that’s when I woke up, soaked through and had to strip the sheets off my bed to run through the wash. I’m so glad I decided to just be honest with Daddy about these Dreams. I didn’t have to come up with any explanation at all for absolutely soaked bedding.

Or for the fan and gloves that have now joined the cake and cordial on my dresser top. I’m starting to have a nice little collection of Dream items there.

I think it's hilarious that there is apparently a petition to have Confederate statues in New Orleans replaced with statues of Britney Spears. Could you imagine if that actually happened? That would be the funniest thing ever and considering the way this year has been, I wouldn't be surprised at all.

This is what happens when I lose a bet with Octavia.

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