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In the spirit of Pride, I'm bi. I think. Or gay. One of the two, of which I'm not sure yet but I've never said the words. To myself or anyone else, so I mean. That's who I am. At least a part of.

It's a bad sign when you can't remember what you did the night before, right? I mean, I remember the bar, the music, and definitely the alcohol but... that's kind of where things start to get a little fuzzy.

I also have the bruise the size of somebody's face on my side so clearly I must have pissed somebody off but yeah can remember literally nothing.

Only upside I can see is that I woke up in my bed and not in a jail cell or in the middle of Tijuana.

Okay, I'd rather not have a repeat of Friday. Nearly meeting the Grim Reaper face-to-face once was more than enough, thanks.

Though apparently people can still Dream while in a coma. So. I hate to burst the bubble of anyone who thinks a coma might keep you from Dreaming further because that's not necessarily going to happen. In my case, it helped save my life, so I'm definitely glad for that.

And yet I had the creepiest nightmares during that time as well. I have no idea where they came from, but I'd really like to pretend it was just a glimpse of Hell. Or it was the drugs I was under the influence of. Either way, I'd rather not repeat those.

On another note, I'm going to be in dire need of distractions because my wonderful doctor has forbidden me from leaving bed, and I don't do well just sitting here doing nothing.

I got Christine visitin' this Weekend god I wish I could see Lucy so we're gonna have a grand time of pillow forts an' jetskiiing.

Don't tell her mother 'bout the jetskiiing.

I have discovered what HYDRA planned for my brother and I, and as I assumed it is not that we will be saviours of the world, more likely we are to assist them in vying for removing freedom from world. It seems they are unable to stand up against the attacks of those looking to stop them, which is why we were so important in Dr Lists experiments.

And while I'm trying to piece together my newfound place as a villain in my dreams, I am informed that my accommodation on campus is only secured until the end of term, but my off campus apartment will not be fully repaired until at least September. Fire damage being what it is.

I dislike apartment hunting, I dislike it more when I am feeling rushed to do it.

Awesome, another project prototype for the scrap heap. That metal wasn't easy to work with either. If just one damn thing would go right today, that'd be great.

The best part of watchin' Dr. Quinn Medicine Woman is that I too am Dr. Quinn!

I think...

I think I just became a super villain super powered in these dreams. It is very odd. Waking up was so different, I don't feel like this is good.

{Private Message to Dr H. Quinn}
Hello, I feel it is important to message you in request of potential assistance, I was given your name in relation to dream trauma, since you may understand it?

I am worried, this latest dream... I am hearing things that are not there.

May I make an appointment to see you?

I forgot my own birthday was yesterday. Mom actually remembered, bothered to send me a card. It's the only actual reason I remembered. I don't know what to think about this.

Does anyone else just ever want to take their dream counterpart and shake some sense into them? I'm watching myself about to repeat the single greatest regret of my life, and it's so frustrating that there's nothing I can do to stop her. And what does that say about me that no matter what reality I'm living in, I'm still willing to sleep with my sister's boyfriend?

You wanna know what regret looks like?

Equal parts 151, Maker's Mark, and Patron. All in a big party in a shot glass. Though for me, I'm going for a bigger glass. Twice the regret that way, right?

California, I am in you! What is up? It's been a long time, but I am glad to be home. You never realize just how much you miss home until you come back. Speaking of, I don't suppose anyone has a spare couch I could crash on for a few days until I find a place of my own?

Also, wow. I knew California had a lot of hippies still, but all of you are all way too into your dreams.

I am still getting used to these devices, but it was recommended that I try to find new ways to socialise outside of school.

My name is Wanda, I am a student, I have recently been relocated to America in the last few years and meeting new people would be rather nice.

I may start adopting cats if I do not find something to do with myself.

Considerin' the latest in the long line of trauma I figure I should do a bit of advertising.

Dr. Harleen Quinzel at your service, specializing in Dream-related therapy, though I do offer services for a variety of mental health needs!

Completely unrelated but if there's a redhead botanist bombshell out there, call me!



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It's ...

It's everything I ever wanted!

Except 27-pounds seems a little low. I gotta buy two!

So I grew up in an interfaith household an' we had the tree and the Menorah and the whole nine yards and I might have gotten a little excited this year oops
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It's like the ugly ducking, but with turkeys!

The Swiss, of course, do not generally celebrate your American Thanksgiving, but it looks so exciting in all the stores right now! Brown sugar and cranberries, stuffing, turkeys, all different kinds of root vegetables and squashes...

Does anyone want to share their favorite foods or traditions for this day? I would love to hear them!

Ah, isn't this the perfect season to be here in your United States! Even though this warm area of California has nothing to do with warm apple cider or pumpkins... nor is it really spooky enough looking for witches and spiders and scary things. Still! Your Starbucks has all of the pumpkin spice coffee and for the first time I actually get to enjoy it instead of reading about it on the social media sites.

It is delicious, I may have spent half a monthly salary on stocking up. Who decided this was not an appropriate flavor for coffee? Verdammt, have you ever had the pleasure of drinking the coffee at an aid station? Along the front lines? Or honestly even just the so-called coffee they often cook up in hospital break rooms? You should be so lucky that there is flavor at all in any of those - or that you can drink them instead of chewing on them.

I think I will take all of this pumpkin spice that you may not want, Orange County. Send them to my flat, care of Dr. Ziegler. I am kidding, of course, I know better than to put my address here on the internet. At least not until I set up a real place of business.

Hey, so you're one of the Dream Psychologists right?

I really do owe Mina a huge thanks for encouraging me to audition for our school’s production of Heathers instead of just going to the auditions to support her because...I GOT THE PART OF HEATHER C! And any little bit of guilt I might have felt over it, because I know that was the other part Mina wanted, is completely alleviated because she did encourage me to go out for it and she got the part she really wanted anyway. I’m trying to think of the last time she and I got to work together and I think it was that commercial a few years ago. Mina - we were way overdue for a project together.

Private to therapists/psychiatrists
I thought going through the network might be the best way to find someone to help me work through my...experience. Prior to my son being born I was...taken by a group that was trying to get to his father through me. Through us. They held me for a few days and...I thought I could do this but I can’t. I think I’d feel more comfortable discussing what all happened face to face if you have any openings available.

Tailed a supposedly 'blind' man the other day ... as he drove all over town. Looks my client won't be getting sued for making said man blind.

But really, how stupid can you be?

I know it’s been a while since I was a kid, but I… really don’t understand the toys that Madison and Laurel are asking for. Today they both said they wanted a poopsie doll for Christmas. Which is some weird mutant unicorn/human hybrid baby doll. That you feed. And it poops slime. I understand the unicorn part. Every girls go through that stage, I think? I understand the slime part. We’ve made slime together and I buy them slime from the dollar bins at Target all the time. It’s how you get from point A to point B that I really really don’t get?

The wife got a position in London and I sent her and the kiddo off today.

It's a big ol' house without 'em. I mean, neither of us'll be alone since we're open, but it'll still be lonely, you feel?

Of all the different ways I could imagine a seal to sound like, I never would have thought they would sound like this. But I have to say that my favorite unexpected animal sound was to learn that pandas squeak.

What’s your favorite unexpected animal sound?

And here I thought babysitting my sisters kid was a royal pain in the ass. At least I'm never stuck with that one for more than a couple of hours at a time. Probably because her husband still hates my guts.

I really hope that wasn't tied to no ones dreams, because if it was, dude, I feel sorry for you.

I bored. Anyone wanna entertain me?

Everything sane-ish again? Maybe working full time has its advantages. I wasn't hit by..whatever that was.

[Natasha and Jemma Filter]
Any chance I can come by an see your facility before making a decision?

You know what helps clear the head? A two hundred mile motorcycle ride.

Are you ever too old to set up a slip'n'slide?

To paraphrase a great psychiatrist, ladies and gentlemen, take my advice, pull down your pants and slide down the slip'n'slide!

Okay so literally like yesterday I was saying I wasn't gonna buy Halloween stuff Because it's only August But I mean. it has begun, and I have no regrets. Cookies. Adorable, I can eat them, justified...right? And I mean if left alone in the store they'd just get gross and sad, nobody wants that.

Saw a bunch more of them meteors last night. Been seeing usually one or two a night all week, but there were like eight last night.

It's that time of night when the only people awake are new parents and the wives of workaholics!

And the workaholics I guess.

Well then. Unnervingly realistic dreams take one.

It was just my childhood, but it wasn't? I grew up in L.A. in real life, but in it? Some place called Central City. I can't find it on maps..Pretty sure it was just my brain being wacky, but I can't let it go? Trying to do research on Central City and coming up with nothing. It felt so real though..

Anybody heard of Central City before?

Ever stop to think that when you dream, like little d and not the big D dreams, you can have a conversation with someone and not know what they're going to say even though it's all in your head?

So doesn't that mean that your brain is capable of withholding information from itself?

I love my baby

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Well, I could not stand by forever, it would seem. A group of terrorists intended to set off a bomb in a courthouse in London, but I stopped them and saved the people they'd taken hostage. Apparently I can move faster than bullets from an assault rifle. And the looks on those men's faces when I stopped them and saved everyone was rather priceless.

Though I cannot deny there is a palpable vacuum in the world with Superman being dead. There is more chaos and fear in the air as the world mourns. I have a sense of dread about what is yet to come.

Taking a break out of hitting things with mallet, I bring you a singular murder of crow.

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RANDOM POLL

Who here has a fear of clowns?

After a few scheduling set backs I'm finally heading out this week. Taste of Home will be open, though, so don't worry. I've got a good staff for a reason.

He’s suing me! My former landlord is suing me for breaking the lease when I moved out early! Can he do that when he’s the reason I broke the lease though? And there’s something in there about my jeopardizing his livelihood, because I told the school what had happened so that they would know what he did before allowing him to advertise his room to students. This is too much stress when I’m trying to get on Chopped so that I can hopefully win prize money and start towards opening my own place

I can't believe it's been a month since we got the green light to make the season of my new show! Time has really flied while having fun!!

They've set a premiere date for the show, which is going to run over the summer. It's set to run Sunday evenings from May 27 until August! We're going to have a 13 episode season.

I hope you'll all love it! I want to have a big party when the first episode premieres! :)

It's the apeepcalypse out there! I managed to capture one of those cute killer bunnies.

I named it George.

THIS IS A BAD FORTUNE

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So I'm gonna make this official. I'm alterin' my practice a bit.

If you gots Dreams an' you need someone to talk to, I'm your girl! If you ain't got cash, just pay me in donuts, I figure I oughta pay it forward. I'll even sign off on your meds if ya need 'em!

So I forgot to share with y'all that I found out what happened next after half my crew was about to mutiny. Someone blasted me from behind and shot out the fin in my head, which is why I woke up with it a while back all busted.

Well, in the dreams when I woke up, I was tied to a chair in my own ship and the half of my crew that turned against me decided to start executin' those who were still loyal to me. By sendin' em out of an airlock into space. Wasn't nothin' I could do about it but watch and feel sorry for myself I'd gotten my crew into this mess. All cuz I was soft on Quill.

Shittiest feeling in the world, watching good men die and being too broken to do much about it. I swear if Taserface were here right now, I wouldn't hesitate to beat the hell outta him and then put him full 'a holes with my Yaka arrow. Makes my blood boil that dumbass took over my crew and did what he done to 'em.

So apparently this is like some internet hang out for people to meet and talk about batshit crazy dreams? What kind of weed are you guys smoking because I seriously want some of that shit.

So to top everything off, I have a bully.

And guess what kind of animal he is? (For the record, I'm an adorable fluffy bunny in my dreams)

It's bad enough when your parents don't want you to do something new and different, but to have a bully literally push you to the ground and tell you it'd never happen?

Can't dream me catch a break? Won't someone believe in me??

Lets be real sweetcakes, who wouldn't be in love with Idris Elba?

Is anyone ordained?