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I've decided that my father in my dreams is even more incompetent of a parent than he was in the waking life.

What man lets his fourteen year old daughter run around hunting down the enemy?

I did get some satisfaction from seeing Mai and Ty Lee again, though. Mmm.

Of course I came back during a volcano. Orange County's interesting, at least.

At least Pepsi (my dog) knew something was going on and was all right during her infrequent walks.

How is everyone? I hope there are still some people I know here.

I get to burn things without consequence, this is wonderful.

This is the best not-real advert I've ever seen.

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Mwen pa renmen rèv mwen nan tout. Had some weird dreams the other night. Dreamt that I got born in New Orleans, but in like 1750. I was the daughter of a placée - a white man's African mistress. Me and Maman who was also Jeanne were free, weren't slaves, but still, very weird. Uncomfortable. So vivid I damn near forgot how to use my iPhone when I woke up.

I don't get this Valentine's Day thing. What is it and how do I avoid it?

The only thing I dislike about my modeling gig is that it shoots so far in advance. It's February, way too cold to be running around in a string bikini right? Wrong.

I don't think I can get hypothermia when it's in the fifties out, but good lord, I had to almost slap a photographer when he wanted to shoot for two hours in the water. Look sexy? How about I introduce you to the business part of this very high heel, you idiot.

So that is what these dreams are? They're magnificent.

I'm not a super romantic girl, but I must say this: I will marry and bear about five thousand children to the man that takes me to this event:

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What's more romantic than that? It's allegedly in North Carolina, and I have no idea where that is. Someone's going to have to start driving. I'll pay for petrol.

Well, those dreams took a weird turn. I mean, when we're a group of superheroes going after a deranged lunatic from another world, you expect things to be strange. I wasn't exactly prepared for an alien invasion.

For a while there, I didn't even think we'd win but Tony went and I guess I under estimated my team. Truth be told, I'm sad to see us all go seperate ways. But I get the distinct feeling that it's not the last of The Avengers.

It's Superbowl, let's see how much attention this garners...

I'm bored and horny. Who's coming over to screw me?

Blah. Sometimes photos make you hurt worse when someone is gone.

I am settling into this place rather nicely. I just wish it was home. But one must adapt. Good thing I am terribly good at that. Now what do people do around here for entertainment?

I witnessed a car accident today.

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You find the most interesting places that you never knew you were looking for. Who knew people enjoyed that sort of thing.

I am freaking dying over laughter over this article.
LINK

Guy shares his own wanted post from the local police department then willingly meets up with a fake profile and is arrested. Darwnism in some degree.

In other news: Peanut Butter Jam Session by Ben and Jerry's is delicious.

Am I the only one who isn't getting these Dreams? I think I've asked before...

Nothing good lasts forever, right? I honestly don't know how to handle these dreams anymore.

I haven't been solid for days now. No one on the street can see me. I'm dead. If you were wondering where I've been, it's because I can't pick up the phone. I'm only 'typing' this because I have voice recognition software.

I'm not sure I'll ever go back. I hate this.

I swear I've been around, really, I have! Video games just own my soul lately.

So I've got my handheld video game problem, everyone knows this.

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But then I've got this AMAZING indie game that I've been obsessed with.

It's called Long Live the Queen and it's ... oh my god. You're a princess and you have to live long enough to be crowned queen, but there's intrigue and magic and poisoned candy and basically you just die OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER and I got to week twenty once but then she was all OH CANDY and stuffed her face and then they were poison and I guess I spent too long on her weapons training and not enough time on detecting friggin' poison.

OB. SESSED.

I've been in California for two hours and I'm already bored.

Ty Lee and I have just returned from an impromptu vacation in Spain WHERE THE HELL IS MY BENDING I AM GOING TOwith some souvenirs for friends (Rarity, darling, I got some pretty fabric for you).

We just needed to get out, and away from this place. I almost didn't want to come back.

Even my dreams are bad, these days. How can I ignore them so they won't bother me. I want to, they don't mean anything. And so what if people are mean in them? It doesn't mean they'd be mean to me in real life.

I guess it's time to introduce myself. I've been lurking on here for a little while now, but have been so busy with training lately I haven't had the time to officially say 'hi'. My name is Katara and I live with my brother Sokka in Tustin. I go to school at UCI and I'm on the water polo team. We're just about to start the season so it's been a bit crazy trying to keep up with everything, but I love water polo so much I can't imagine my life without it. It's gotten me and my brother through some tough times.

Anyway, it's nice to meet everyone!

Amon. He can take people's bending away. Forever.

He was going to take mine.

That was the worst dream I've ever had.

I just received an invitation to this network, and thought I would say hello. My name is Oyama Yuriko - my first name is Yuriko. I come from Japan, but now I live in Santa Ana. I am an interpreter at the Asian Pacific American Immigration Center downtown. If anyone ever needs a Japanese to English interpreter or translator I would be happy to help.

It's very hard to play on the beach when my bikini keeps turning into long, shapeless dresses. I want this to stop, my bikini's really cute, but you can't see it under all these clothes.

I hate my dreams. I hate how they're so similar to real life, and different at the same time.

I miss my mother more now than ever, after tonight... And I hate how that makes me feel weak. I wonder, a little, if she is really dead. Is that stupid?

Hi, um.....my friend, Steven, told me I should join this board.

Well. Here's what's up:

First, everyone's running around singing and dancing. You all know, but I just wanted to say it's just slightly disturbing. It's like an episode of Glee just spilled all over the world. I'm definitely not leaving the house except to walk Naga until everyone goes back to normal.

Second, I dreamed more. About being the Avatar. I mastered Waterbending. And then, curious, I turned on the water in the tub.

I guess it's not just a dream anymore. I can move water.

Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania
Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania

I must confess
A thousand degrees
Bring out the beast inside of me
Don't be afraid
Go into the place
It's gonna melt your fears away

I'm gonna get this fire started
Impossible for you to breath
The temperatures rising up (up, so hot)
And I'm burning up

Pyromania
Pyromania ow
Pyromania
Ah ah ow
Pyromania
Pyromania
Ow ow owww

Okay.

I'm here. Someone tell me why, aside from peer pressure, I have joined yet another social network? I mean, how many blogs does a guy need?

Let me count them.

Apparently I've joined the dreamers.

Just had the weirdest dream. I was a kid, able to control earth, water and fire. For some reason, everyone was very interested in that.

They called me the Avatar, and my life was changed forever.

Anyone ever seen something like that? Or did I have too much soda before bed last night?

How's it going boys and squirrels?

I finally got my computer set up to my liking, and I'm kind of new around here so I figured I should pop up and say hi.

Hi.

What's new and good?

I think I'm still a little hung over from the other day. What a strange thing. Perhaps I am a light-weight?



On the plus side, I haven't had that dream again.

AHEM.

I am bored. Right this second.
Someone needs to remedy this.
First brilliant suggestion gets the really awesome reward of my super fun company for the day.

I'm bored. I could use some entertainment.

Orange County again. Just lame.

I woke up with one of those Baby Think It Overs from the high school parenting classes screeching in my ear. It was wearing a little satiny prince costume complete with a spraypainted crown. I've also had emails from the interns with photos of the cubicle maze I constructed and me...posing in it, in one of the really really GOOD spinny chairs.

...

On the one hand, I got congratulated for having the balls to wear those pants for an entire weekend. On the other? I was JARETH THE GOBLIN KING. I figured out the school that the thing belongs to, ran the baby over there at lunch, after I'd jammed it in a cooler in my trunk so it would shut the ever loving fuck UP, and turned it in to the teacher there. Who decided, since we were there and all, to show me the software and what it said about my parenting skills.

...Apparently I'd been taking excellent care of it until the cooler/trunk incident, which would have gotten me reported to CPS, and would have made me fail the project.

...Clearly I'm not ready for children... But Jareth the Goblin King is parenting material?

...Who fucking knew?

I have also slept with half the local high school's football team, Azula and Ty Lee at once, Jim Kirk, The President, and three of the people working at my father's office. Including his Secretary.

I've been so scatterbrained and this happened last month, but I just wanted everyone to know that... I really appreciate the gifts that got sent to the hospital while I was stuck in there.

I'm out now, I've been out for a few weeks, and it's all been kind of crazy... Physical therapists and meetings and trying to get life back on track. But it really cheered me up, and you guys here on the Valarnet are amazing.

They gave me this ugly cane to use while I'm recovering, it was horrible! So I bought some glitter and ribbons and gems and really blinged it out. Now it's the most awesome cane in the history of ever. Check it out!

[ Awesome Picture Here ]

Mia! We should go shopping or get smoothies or something! Since I can't run with you just yet.

The paper edition of that trash has mysteriously been spontaneously combusting. I wonder why that is. BURNBURNBURNBURNBURN

Yes, I like kinky, rough sex. I own a crop, and the whole leather outfit, and everything.

All my partners consented.

I'm calm. I'm calmer. I'm calm.
I'm going to kill that bitch

While we're all making public posts for the record.

Zuko has a temper, but he has never, in my lifetime, directed that anger towards me. He's never punched me, hurt me, or otherwise abused me. He is, in fact, among the people in my life that never treated me like chattel or someone to marry off to the highest bidder.

I know women in these situations have a habit of declaring publicly that nothing is wrong, but there's an incident report on file here at the hotel. Everyone here knows I really did get drunk, fall, and hit my head. The only person to blame here is myself.

Thank you.

So, I am the owner of a gorgeous and adorable necklace that glows when I wear it. And I had dreams.

And I am a fashion designer for a superhero, well MANY super heroes. It looked fabulous as always.

I was described the events of Fluttershy kicking ass at flying of all things. Not that I ever doubted she had it in her. I also now understand why I just love giving things to others!

Also, to my darling.

I went to this fancy party, and there was a prince but... but... He was an aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassssssssssss And he ruined my caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaape. My glorious cape. It was fabulous and amazing. And he made ME open the door. ME! I was supposed to be the belle of the ball! I was supposed to show I belonged and he made be feel like a loo-loo-loser waaaaaaaaaah

Anyone ever dream of someone they really want to kick the ass of?

I...have an awkward work related problem. I've realized, like within the last month, that nobody there really...respects me. Well, my boss actually does. But co-worker wise. I'm starting to realize, what with the dreams I've been having of being someone so much more awesome than I am that people really DO respect, that I need to fix my image and fix it fast.

Ideas?

No, I did not disappear. I ran away for the weekend to Vegas with Bill. It was the perfect way to spend a weekend but that is not surprising, he is a complete dream. It was pretty amazing.

And no we did not spent our entire weekend in bed. Why do people automatically assume that when you say you went away with the person you are dating? Not that I would objected, why would I? Bill is amazing... He is gorgeous, good at everything he does, treats me right and he is mine.

We did get the entire Vegas experience in though; we got dressed up, went to the casinos, gambled some (I did not even lose all my money), and said why not and got married. You know all the things people assume you did when you said you went to Vegas.

Most of us are familiar with unusual dreams. If you believe they are real, is there anything you would avoid now?

I know that if I become pregnant, I will die. and so will everyone else So the counter to that is obvious.

FUCK MY LIFE, SERIOUSLY!

I just wanted s simple romantic dinner, I looked fabulous, and she was gorgeous as ever...

But DAMMIT I ended up in the ER because I tripped and made a complete LAUGHING-STOCK of myself in front of everyone.

I can't show my face at that restaurant again. Am I allowed to wallow in... in whatever?!

Here's a question for you.

Does a raw steak actually work on a black eye, or does it only work because you think it does?

Those mythbuster guys should test.