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What's up Orange County? Guess who's back!

For those who don't know me, I'm Sara, your friendly neighbourhood bartender/barista, kind of happy to be back on my home turf again. So, how many zombie invasions have I missed?

Oh my god, has nobody else heard of the term "birthday month"?! The barista didn't seem to agree with me that you have a whole month to celebrate your birthday.

Tonight's celebrations come with fireworks. I take no responsibility for how they turn out. Obviously I don't have control of the presentation.

I'm not one to believe in the whole idea that the Dreams like to 'troll' us or the like.... but doing the supposed 'greatest hits' of my relationship/marriage in them on the anniversary of when my divorce was finalised? Sometimes I have to reconsider that belief.

Yes I bring my dog into my office everyday. Yes I frequently am seen petting him during meetings with clients who aren't allergic or afraid of dogs. No brides that does not mean that he is available to be a part of your wedding package. Next one who tries to push on it is getting asked to leave and getting a partial refund based on how much work I've already done.

Pandemonium is all decorated for Pride and we have a special Pride Martini on the menu for the entire month of June. We'll have other events throughout the week so if you're looking for a safe place, with good music and drinks, to celebrate Pride come on down.

I know I’ve read about getting dream tokens and stuff. But still weird to wake up and find one. What’s the strangest one’s some have you got?

[Sam Winchester]

I’ve got something you’ll want to take a look at.

More dreams. I could think of worse dreams than being a pirate. Daughter of Captain Hook in fact. Well, the youngest daughter. A little dark though. Apparently King Beasty? He brought dead villains back to life and trapped them on the Isle of the Lost where they had kids they didn't care about. No food. Well, that's not true. The Isle received the spoiled, rotten leftovers from Auradon.

What a guy.

Well one part of being high king of Fillory that does suck? I can’t ever leave the country again, so I’m stuck there by myself while everyone goes back to Brakebills to figure out another way to defeat the Beast. And one of the first things I learn on the throne? My kingdom is facing a famine due to the way the Wellspring was abused and I have to teach them how to farm without magic. Looks like my growing up on a farm there actually did come in handy eventually.

I've found the solution to keeping your partner from stealing your clothes, for anyone who needs to know.

An unrepentantly bad sense of humor.

See, Armin will steal all of my hoodies, even my bi pride hoodies when he's 100% gay. The only one he won't touch is my "Bi bi bi" one. Because "Your puns are bad and you should feel bad"

If your partner is the one with the worse sense of humor, then sorry. There's no hope for you or your wardrobe.

We are seriously fighting a fucking losing battle in Fillory. If it's not one thing it's another. Not only is Loria advancing, but magic keeps going out because of fucking Ember. One of our advisors suggests Royal Combat between Eliot and Prince Ess's father; only problem is Eliot has never even held a fucking sword and sword fighting spells take years to master. Years that we don't have. Luckily, Fen actually does something useful and brings Eliot a sword made for a king with a sword fighting spell, also made for a king. So as long as the Well Spring holds out, Eliot might have a chance of winning this thing.

To try and lift Eliot's spirits before combat, I cast a spell that causes me, him and everyone else at White Spire to sing One Day More from Les Misérables. I skip a couple parts that didn't pertain to our situation, but it worked.

[Filtered Away from Eliot]

Before the battle started I asked our advisors if there was a way to fix the Well Spring and they suggested petitioning the fairies for help. So I did. Of course I fucking would, because I want the easy way out. So I have my secret meeting with the fairy ambassador and what do the fairies want in return for fixing the Well Spring? A royal baby. Eliot's royal baby. And yes, I'm that fucking heartless that I agree. Without telling Eliot or Fen.

I need a fucking drink before trying to go back to sleep.

I really wish people just wouldn't plan to get married on holidays. They always get mad that things are more expensive and expect me to do some bloody magic and get venues or florists to drop their prices on The Fourth of July or bloody Christmas. For as many years as I've been in this business, I'll never understand these particular people.

The last thing I'd want to do is get married on a holiday.

I've always had dreams about flying, which comes as no surprise considering it's what I do, but dreaming about flying an X-Wing is something completely different. While it's similar to a jet, it's also nothing like it at all. I'm going to have to take Black One out sometime soon. I want to fly in space, but at the same time it's so daunting. I'm gonna do it soon though.

My dream last night was a lot better than the last one I had cause I wasn't tortured and I didn't crash and get a concussion. I got back to the Resistance just in time to leave to take down some First Order troops on a planet called Takodana and then once we got back to base I was finally reunited with BB-8 and Finn, which was awesome.

As good as things appear to be going, I'm not holding my breath that it's gonna stay that way for long.

So, this is the Orange County I've heard so very much about. California really is a beautiful state, and much warmer than where I've come from. I think I could get used to this.

My name is David Xanatos, and I just arrived in your lovely state this afternoon, among all sorts of rumours of Ewoks and Stormtroopers battling it out in the streets. I've heard of plenty of rumours of strangeness here, though I find them hard to believe. Surely there can't be any truth to the things I've heard.



On a side note, I've decided to host a bit of a party, where I'm hoping I can meet some of the people who've lived here for a while, so I thought the best way to do that would be to invite everyone who reads this. Tomorrow night, at my home in Laguna Beach. I hope I'll see you there.

Okay so I had the best day ever yesterday! My lunch did get stolen by an Ewok but, like, I really don't care. Whoever organised this whole thing is like the best.

I mean the shooting and stuff was kinda scary, ngl. Felt pretty dangerous.

Yesterday was wild, huh? Do things like that happen often?

Um tell me you guys are seeing the things outside and it's not just a crazy dream?

I should have known that my dreams would just continue to decline. Sarah had gone to try and rescue Cosima from the island so of course she's in trouble and she calls, but her phone dies. Mrs. S and Kira were taken by Rachel's people. They're looking for Helena and after finding Alison they're keeping tabs on her along with Art. So basically they have us all under bloody surveillance.

Rachel wants Kira to come to Dyad for routine medical tests so of course Sarah doesn't want that and doesn't trust Rachel, which is understandable. So we plan to go on the run under Dyad's nose. And of course the plan goes to shit. MK gets killed and since Kira is somehow connected to the other clones, she stops feeling her and freaks out and tells Sarah she won't go and wants to know what's wrong with her then runs to me and of course I can't force her.

It breaks my heart to see both of them so scared. I'm just glad I've never had to see that in the waking world.

I feel like I need to take a trip home soon to visit them. It's been too long now.

Well the Beast killed all of us because the person who was supposed to kill him - changed her mind. So I guess I’m not Dream!married anymore? Since it’s only supposed to be until death. Unless the fact that Quentin got someone to bring us back changes that. Not important, really, since I found out that I won’t die if I have sex here so that’s a relief. We go to find the Knight of Crowns since I’m High King and he has to place that crown on my head and in order to prove that I’m a child of Earth I have to show off my knowledge of Patrick Swayze. Which wasn’t anymore of a problem for me than it would be here. Since there are four thrones I crowned Margo, Quentin and Alice to rule with me. And dreamMe is growing since I did apologize to Alice for sleeping with her boyfriend so that’s progress at least.

I woke up to find my crown on the nightstand and I am pretty sure Felix was surprised to see me wearing it while I cooked breakfast.

How is everyone doing? If I haven't heard from you in awhile, this is me checking in.

Locked to Magic Users
Hey, if you can use magic, or create a magical item, I need a favor, and I'll pay you for your trouble.

I'm so fucking bored. It's not even like I've gotten to spend extra time with Roman, because his company has been just as busy as the hospitals. I'm so fucking bored that today I actually used Uber Eats to get a dozen macarons and ate them by the pool while wearing my crown. I have 0 regrets.

Why did no one ever tell me that the Romans used flying penis amulets to ward off sickness? Why was this never in my history books in school? That might have gotten me to pay attention in class! This is extremely bloody fitting for our current situation and I think everyone should start wearing flying penis amulets so the bleeding Corona virus can go bugger off. Of course, even if there wasn't a pandemic right now, I'd still find this extremely fascinating.

I need a flying penis amulet now. I wonder if this is the sort of thing someone would be selling on Etsy?

Good thing the Ravager in me had the sense to bring as many of them coins from those mystery boxes to the local pawn shop 'fore the day ended yesterday. I mean, I kept a couple at the house thinkin' I might have 'em melted down for somethin' but turns out those things turned into chocolate.

Jokes on the pawn shop hehe.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I am absolutely living! I've always WANTED to be in a video game! Anyone want to join me in cosplaying while we hit all these boxes? It doesn't matter if you don't have a costume, I'm using my compact to disguise myself and I don't mind using it on you as well.

In my dreams we did manage to reach the magical forest and find our way in past the impassable fog, but with no way back out until I can fix all of this.

My father once told us a story about the enchanted forest. That we'd built them a dam and we'd come together in peace. He'd been a child, but he said our people and the local people, the Northuldra, had fought, and his father was killed. Most of the Northuldra and some of our own soldiers have been trapped inside the fog for over thirty years. And they each believe the other started it.

But what startled me most was one of the Northuldra recognized our mother's shawl as belonging to one of their families.

Woke up to find my mother's shawl draped across me, and a book about magic she'd been translating propped up against the door.

I'm not sure how I feel about this. About any of it. So many secrets, so many lies and hidden truths. I feel like that defines my entire dream life and it makes me question where I really belong.

This is the time of year I hated the most when I was back in New Orleans. Unruly tourists flood my city for Mardis Gras. February 26th was always a relief when it finally rolled around. The silence was almost deafening once all the parties ended.

Okay, well, things are getting interesting.

More powers and not exactly sure how to control them.

Accidentally smashed my alarm clock turning it off and I’m pretty sure I can hear animals talking.

It's not even ten yet and somehow coffee is all over my desk along with a box, I think they are donuts, looks a little crusty to me.


I feel like I'm bring accidentally hazed or something.


Come to find out, my partner doings.


Great.

I still don't understand how it's possible for things to pass over from dreams. I don't understand it and yet, it's apparently happened to me now. As if my mother dying, in my dreams, wasn't torture enough, her wedding ring that she gave me, before she died, was on my nightstand when I woke up this morning. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with it. It's weird since my mother is still very much alive, in real life and this clearly isn't her wedding ring. This is all just too fucking much.

And to add to all of this, apparently I went through a rebellious teenager phase and became a spice runner and for anyone asking what that means, it basically means I was smuggling space drugs. I mean, seriously? Am I the only one who sees a problem with this? Sometime after that though, I guess I got over my rebellious phase and joined the New Republic Defense Fleet, which is basically the space navy. That at least makes sense since I was in the real Navy, in real life.

I think I need a drink. Is two in the morning too late or early to start drinking?

In a week I will be sitting in a room, taking my exam.

I can' believe it's almost time, where has this month gone?


Time to tighten up on my studying.

Nothing like spending Valentine's Day weekend in Chicago.

Wasn't too cold and it did snow, which I do enjoy and miss from NYC. I have such a great husband. ;)

So...I’m apparently high king of Fillory by bloodright, which we discover when we go to get the blade. Which fun fact - I have to marry the blade maker’s daughter in order for us to claim it. Wonderful. Not only do I have to get married, but I have to get married to a stranger and a virgin. And that’s not even the worst part - according to the laws of the land, if I sleep with anyone but my spouse I’ll die. I want to know who dreamEliot pissed off in a past life.

[Felix]
So I have no clue if this is going to cross over to here - this not able to sleep with anyone but Fen - so I’m thinking we should go out of town and send me off with a bang if it’s going to happen. I also just want another mini vacation for us and I’ll admit it.

[Margo]
Probably a bad idea for me to tease you about getting married before you right?

Just a friendly reminder for those watching the Superbowl tomorrow. Make sure you have a ride home. I don't want to see you in the ED tomorrow night.

So it's not bad enough that we have spam mail and spam calls, but now we have spam texts? I felt the need to share the one I received today.

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First of all, the obvious, my name is not Marco, so clearly it wasn't actually meant for me personally and second, I really don't need whatever they're selling or pretending to sell. Trust me. ;)

Who puts an entire livingroom set in front of a dumpster? No one in our complex has even moved in or out recently and I don't know where this came from. Either someone nearby thinks they can use our dumpster again or someone has bedbugs... really hoping it isn't the second one. Either way, how is anyone supposed to get to the garbage right now?

I've been so busy between school, practice, and work that I haven't even had time to post here about my mother's reaction when I got the part.

Mom thinks she has a sense of humor. I mean, okay. She does, but it's a weird one. Knowing how absolute horrified I've been about the movie version of Cats since the trailers first hit, she decided to tell me that to celebrate? She was going to get us all tickets. The woman told me this with a straight face, waiting until the look of horror and shock washed over me before she finally gave up and started cracking up.

Thank the gods that it's already out of theaters, because I think she would have actually spent money on this joke otherwise.

So today I did the most cliche superhero thing there is. I saved a cat from a tree. I always thought that was like something made up for comic books and things and that cats could get out of trees on their own, but apparently that's not always the case. I was out and heard a kid crying cause the cat wouldn't come down so obviously it was Supergirl to the rescue!

Ever have a night where you just can't walk the next morning?

My finacee and I need a little help. I work long shifts in the hospital and she is police. We are looking to hire a wedding planner in order to help us. Would anyone have any suggestions on who to hire?

All right folks, important question of the day:

Kansas City Chiefs or the 49ers?

A little bit too much vodka and I'm texting my ex.

Is it bad I miss the absurdity of dating into the Russian Mob?

Who else has picked up talents their dreamselves have? Dream!Felix is an artist, but I've barely been able to draw stick figures until I started dreaming. I don't paint as much as I do in the dreams, but I've actually done a few of the paintings that I did do in the dreams, here. Considering I've never been very good, I have to say, these are pretty good. They're of Sarah, Cosima and Alison.

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Not really sure what I'm going to do with them. Maybe I'll send Sarah and Cosima's to them.

We didn't think how much we would miss around the OC with the holidays and stuff when we decided to spend some more time in LA after the MCR concert. But Orange County is always going to do weird Orange County things, so did we really miss that much considering? We're back home, and Cesare is acting like he doesn't know who we are or why we think we're allowed in his space and Ziggy is acting like the week and a half we were gone lasted years and won't leave my side. Clearly they have very different reactions to missing their dads.

Sometimes it strikes me as odd how people are more reflective and show appreciation for their family and friends during the holidays. To me, that seems like it should be something everyone does on a daily basis. Though I can understand why. The turning of the year tends to put things into perspective. A new year full of endless possibilities and hope of what may come. Everyone can use some hope in their lives, and it is my wish that everyone is able to find some in the coming new year.

So, got my first ever write up at work.

I don't know if all bakeries are the same, but for ours? Large orders require an ID. That way if anyone wants to change it, we can match it and make sure it's our actual customer trying to change it. Apparently there have been issues in the past. So that is just our policy. No ID, we can't change it. That is just how it is

The Karen I dealt with today didn't like that I wouldn't take her word that she was the bride and wouldn't entirely change the size, flavor, and style of a wedding cake for her without trusting she was who she said she was. She kept saying she didn't have her ID on her. It was in her other purse. She didn't drive here so she didn't need it. That I was invading her privacy and this was awful customer service.

Finally she told me to bite her ass. I informed her I didn't have my rabies shots yet and I was sure she tasted awful anyway. So she complained to the manager.

...Does a write up still count if the person giving it is trying not to crack up at the same time?

Could anyone explain to me why I was just attacked by the fucking wreath in my living room!? There I was minding my own business when it suddenly had teeth and tried to fucking strangle me! I blasted that fucker into a million piney pieces, but now I don’t know if any of our other decorations are going to get the bright idea to attack.

I was just saw an article about some kind of new fish that looks like a bloody penis! If I hadn't read the headline, I would have thought it was a penis. And of course they're washing up on a beach here in California. Did anyone else see this? I'm deliberately not including the article, because I know that everyone will be curious enough to google it themselves.

Opening night is next Saturday, and I am so pumped for it! I've given out my free tickets already, but if you'd like to come see me as Ella Woods, I'd love to see all of you there. You can get them from the Chapman University website, or at the Uni itself. The show starts 8 pm!

Are stores in more of a hurry to start pushing Christmas at us than normal, or is that just me? I went to see if they had anything good still left on Clearance from Halloween (no, I'm not hoarding costume pieces despite being able to disguise myself as anything I want. What are you talking about?), and the whole section was already Santa and reindeer. I asked someone that worked there if they had just moved what was left, and apparently they donated it all yesterday? It's only been a week...

With the clothes I get from my dreams, I can be a Queen every year for Halloween and this year was no exception. It was difficult to figure out which outfit I was going to wear, but eventually I figured it out and I was able to convince Roman to dress up too. By the end of the night, I didn't want to take off my crown; if only it were acceptable for me to wear it all the time here.

And for anyone who has taken the time to actually read my recent rants about my dreams, my most recent one was better. We robbed a fucking bank. Of course it didn't go as planned, but I got to plan the entire thing and tell everyone else what to do.

Can someone explain why I watch things like Forensic Files in the middle of the night when my boyfriend is asleep? I could put on anything else that's not going to make me bloody paranoid, but no, instead I put on the show about murders. What is wrong with me?