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Pretty sure bikini season is over for me forever. But then so are the dreams. Or at least I think they are. I hope they are

I'm sure the neighbors yelling or cheering wasn't because the investigators on this documentary I'm watching found the location of Tesla's Colorado Springs lab, or at least where they think it was, but I think it's super exciting so the timing was really neat.

Of all days the fucking dreams assault me, it's on Super Bowl Sunday. I think I'll just stay in my office and let security handle the drunks in the club. I don't have the patience for this shit today.

Glitter is the herpes of crafting supplies. It can lay dormant for years, but once it's out it spreads everywhere and is impossible to get rid of.

I would like to thank whoever is straightening their hair at 5:30 am, with no clue how to use a flat iron, for having to wake up because it set off the smoke alarm. Really, I had nothing better to do on a Sunday morning, like sleeping in, than to stand outside of the dorms in pajamas and bare feet while we all waited for an all clear.

Our girls favorite Christmas gift has to be the one that was waiting here for them at home when we got back to Orange County. It’s a little electric car, except it’s shaped like a princess carriage instead of a jeep the way most kid cars are. I have to call them in from the yard where they’ve been playing with it almost every afternoon for dinner, and it’s hard to get them to come in. You can only extend “Just five more minutes!” so many times, after all.

I haven’t gotten to ride the horse Am’s parents gave me yet, but her quarantine time is almost up, and I’ve been learning on the girls’ horses on the weekends. I can’t wait until I can take my first lesson on Mistfall, though. She’s seriously the sweetest horse I’ve ever met. Not that I’ve met that many, but still. I’m a little less afraid of how big horses are because she’s just so gentle.

Meanwhile I’ve started research for my next book. And hopefully I can get started on it soon.

Has anyone seen this man?

[picture of Wash taken sometime over the past summer]

His name is David Barrow, but he goes by Wash. He's a member of this site. He's somehow gotten dragged into a Dream bleedover and has been missing for several days. He may be possessed so if you do see him and he's acting strangely, don't approach him. Send either me or Carolina a message.

Thanks for your help.

It turns out there is a reason my dad didn’t show up in my dream. Not that he showed up in this one either. I had been traveling with Mom on her tours I still can’t believe she’s a country singer in the dreams, and there had been several weird things happen at a few of her concerts. Things exploding, fights breaking out… Mom decided it wasn’t safe for me to go on her tours anymore and that going to summer camp would be a better option for me. I have a feeling a few of you know where this is going.

I’m pretty hopeless at training. I mean, I’m okay with a bow. I might be able to hit the broad side of a barn with one. Forget swords. At least I’ve seemed to make a couple of friends there, a boy named Cecil and a girl named Lou Ellen. And it’s nice to just stay mostly in one place and not sleep on a tour bus. I thought I moved around a lot in my childhood here.

I have a new cookie recipe thanks to the Dreams but I don’t think I’m ever going to use it. It’s just not my thing. Here at least. DreamJess is getting ready for Sam to come home when their friend Brody shows up, and despite being dressed for bed she lets him in to hang out for a while. I’ve just given up on understanding the decisions she makes.

God, these Dreams really piss me off. Just picturing Count D's smug little grin grinds my gears. And he's obviously doing it on purpose. I dreamed that I arrested a pickpocket, and then the Count posted bail for him. The Count claims it was because the guy bought some animal from his shop, but the hell kind of business practice is not only sell animals to homeless pickpockets but to post their goddamn bail when they're caught in the act. And the Chief's one of his customers too. Why???

He's clearly just doing this to get under my skin. Well it's not going to work, you creepy little turd.

I just got ran over by a very evil reindeer and that still isn’t the most insane thing that had ever happened to me.

You know the sound that plays in classic Rudolph when his nose glows? Imaging this demonic Rudolph charging at you, his nose glowing like satan’s nipple as a horror version of that sound rings all around you.

It's weird. In the dreams, I was taught at a school for other powered people, like my dream self.

After I died, and came back, there, I ended up on a team with them again, for a while. Then eventually on a whole new team. But for a while, it felt like we were all kids again.

Meanwhile, life here is a lot better.

[If your character's friends with Leon or Chris or has kids around Chris's age that he could conceivably know, assume you were invited]

I'd say Chris's 7th birthday was a success this last Saturday. A friend of mine lent me their backyard, so we got to build snow forts and have a massive snowball fight. Who knew running around in the cold with a bunch of screaming hellions could be so much fun. Thanks to everyone who showed up.


Christmas came a little bit early in my dreams. And it was fucking weird. Dream me decided to spend Christmas eve with the guy I've been investigating for serial murder, drug dealing, and probably human trafficking too. And I thought my Christmases here were depressing.

And then he gave me the runaround. Gave me some story about how he accidentally gave a dragon egg to some old man and his grandkid instead of a turtle egg and insisted he had to fix it. But first made me drive him to his dominatrix dentist girlfriend (dollars to doughnuts she was operating without a license. I should have busted her, off-duty or not), and then to his mafia boss boyfriend.

And then he talked me into breaking into the old man's house to switch out the eggs. Hope the chief never, ever finds out about that.

Then I had to throw this egg into the ocean, and... I guess we hatched a three headed dragon? It disappeared right after I saw it so I could have been hallucinating.

But what a fucking trip. This is only my fourth one but I literally have no idea what I'm supposed to expect from these dreams.

You know, if I wanted to live in a goddamn winter wonderland I'd move to Canada or something. I'm just glad that I d9nt have to deal with traffic anymore. We've had dozens of accidents since the white stuff started falling. Mostly fender benders, but seems like everyone forgets how to drive as soon as this shit hits the ground. You'd think they'd be used to it after a few years of this.

Chris is excited though. Six-year-olds get excited about the dumbest things. I googled things to do in the snow. We don't have a yard or anything like that, but I think I'll take him to the park after school today to make maple taffy and maybe have a snowball fight. If anyone wants to come along, the more the merrier.

Speaking of Chris, his seventh birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks here. I've got no idea what I'm supposed to do. I guess I could just make reservations at Chuck E. Cheese, but then I'd be expected to pay for all his little friends, wouldn't I? I definitely can't afford that on my salary.

I’m kind of excited that for once, I get to experience a snowy christmas while actually expecting snow. I think knowing it’s coming and being ready for it will make it five hundred times more enjoyable. Maybe I can build my first snowman this year? See if I can get the girls to help me in a snowball fight?

I’m really nervous about meeting Amycus’ parents, though. Excited, but really nervous. I’ve never gotten to do the whole meet the whole family thing, and I’m not sure how I’m supposed to act.

Anytime someone shows up in the middle of the night at your house to talk about a relative? Just know it’s bad news. Dean finally made an appearance in my Dreams last night to tell Sam their father had gone missing on a hunting trip and ask for Sam to go with him. DreamMe isn’t thrilled at the idea of him taking off right before his law school interview... but it’s his dad. Family’s important and needs to come first, right? I just hope they find their dad okay and everybody can get a good laugh over the boys worrying over nothing.

I need a Halloween costume, but I can't decide on one. My sister needs one too. She keeps saying she can just wear her badge, but I told her that she needs an actual costume. She can be so stubborn sometimes. I kind of wish that I had my Supergirl costume. That could be kind of fun. At the same time though, I want something completely different.

I think I'm gonna drag Alex to the store with me tomorrow to get something. Whether she likes it or not.

Okay. I take it back. My Dreams did figure out a way to make things even more awkward for my real life. Apparently DreamJess decided it was a good idea to move in with her boyfriend. Of a year. That she'd only met when they got set up on a blind date.

Waking up to find a page from a really old book on your end table is weird and also a little creepy.

I guess a piece of paper is better than any more dreams.

[Jess]

This ever happen to you? Dream gifts?

This has been a weird few weeks, what with the strange soldiers and weird towers. And then early this week, it got odder, for me. First I dreamed that I was resurrected as a kind of techno-zombie and under the control of a weird queen goth necromancer and her pets, then I was freed and completely confused. In the middle, somewhere, I nearly killed my best friends from when I was originally alive.

Meanwhile, in real life, I made a joking wager, two weeks ago about how no way could things get weirder, with my landlord. He hates this town.

And I lost the wager... so I now own a state of the art apartment complex building thing, which I bought at price. Nice place, and I even managed to get a new and better manager out of it, but... never really thought I would own a business.

Oops?

Who asked for a remake of Hocus Pocus? I know a lot of fans wanted a sequel, and I'm one of them, but a remake? I get it - the teens have all grown up so they can't reprise their characters. But I am absolutely convinced that Bette Midler can still bring the part of Winifred to life in a way that no other actress can.

THAT'S NOT WHAT A LIBRARY IS FOR!



Does anyone have antibacterial spray? And ear plugs?

Dear OC: Can you PLEASE let my Storm Trooper armor collect dust? For a little while? I mean damn. I feel like I'm more of a Trooper here than I was in the dreams. I've seen more combat in this thing than I really care to.

ANYHOW.

How's everybody else holding up in the latest wave of crazy? I hope next time we get like, unicorns farting rainbows or something. Anything other than another invasion of soldiers. Or demons. Or zombies.

And just when I thought the dreams couldn’t possibly make my life any more awkward here - I have a dream about my one year anniversary with Sam. And wake up to see my amazing boyfriend Doug laying beside me in our bed. I like my real life better than my dream one.

Right. Hello there. I heard this is the best place to get to know more people, meet some new mates maybe even a roommate? No, no too soon for that, leave that for the next post? So, hello! Right, already said that. I'm Rose Tyler! Nice to meet all of you...so to speak. Been here a couple of months, but it took that long for me to get use to this place. Made my way over from across the seas and it's been a change! I like the weather here though.

So what happens around here? Anyone know of a good spot to get a cup of tea? And not this American stuff...proper British tea. I think I've had my fill of coffee at the moment! Rather nasty actually...no offense intended for those that enjoy it! Just...different from home, ya know? Plus it's never fun to drink when you have to make it 8 hours every day. But someone has to! My civic duty now! You know, I've actually seen someone break down when we ran out of the Anniversary Blend. You yanks really love your coffee.

Thank God it's the weekend. The first few weeks of school are always stressful. Or at least that's what I've been assured from my colleagues. It's all about learning rules and routine and full of assessments. I can't wait until we get to the actual teaching part.

[Elena]

Are you free at all this weekend? Maybe we could have a girls night.

I usually stay inside when crazy OC things happen. Zombies aren't my thing and I have no skills. However, I had to walk Growlie. Fire Pokemon are very effective against Zombies. Who knew? Also, Fire Blast is a great attack.

This is going to get so very bad

If anyone saw that meteorite fall earlier, I believe it has a direct correlation with the dead rising. These things are from my dream world, and I'm afraid this is only the beginning. I expect demons and maybe demon lords to come eventually. At the very least, I am expecting Diablo himself to show up.

What all of you need to know is that these things are dangerous, but they can die just like anything else. Weapons of any sort, magic, they will all hurt them and kill them. For those who don't know me, my name is Li-Ming, and I am so sorry my nightmares are spilling over into this world. I don't know how or when the bigger demons will show up, I just know they will. Stay on alert and it is best to not travel alone. These things can show up in hordes without much notice, and they are very dangerous.

Few things are as fun as intimidating a used car salesman.

You know, aside from having a Facebook that I use mostly to look at car pictures, I can't say I've ever used one of these social media things. One of my coworkers pointed me here after my babysitter bailed last minute and I had to bring my kid brother into work with me.

So, guess I should introduce myself. Name's Leon, 24, and I'm single, ladies. I like surfing, football, basketball, baseball, cars, and locking up criminals.

Oh, and I'm looking for a cheap (like, really cheap. Not that I'm broke or anything. I could still take a girl out for a nice dinner), reliable babysitter who can watch a kid during strange hours until the end of the month.

How is it that something I grew up knowing here can still come across as such a shock in the Dreams when I find out about it there? Especially with how similar they’ve been to my life here at every step. DreamMe and Sam are apparently getting very serious. We had the family and childhood talk and he told me that he grew up with just his dad and his older brother.

Does anybody have a happier life in their Dreams than they do here? Or know someone who does?

Just got back from a great weekend with two of the most amazing women I've ever had the good fortune to meet!

So since thursday was International Mud Day, I decided to take Sarah and her daughter away camping. We fished, trekked and played all weekend long, it was great! And I honestly don't think I have ever been so muddy in my life! Thoroughly recommended!

I donated my heart to someone yesterday. I don't think anyone expected me to walk out of the operating room after. I'm very sorry to the nurse I startled.

Okay so the only thing more awkward than telling my parents I had finally started dating my last boyfriend here was introducing him to my parents in the Dreams. Partly because we had to tell them we’d been set up by a friend. And that they’d had to talk me into meeting him, and partly because it was my mom and bio-dad in the Dream. No matter how many of them I have it always weirds me out to see them still happily married there when they’ve been divorced forever and my stepdad and my bio-dad are such great friends.

I thought that the puppymonkeybaby thing had finally disappeared until I turned on my tv tonight after dinner and saw it looking that guys face. Why is this commercial still being used? Have they not been able to come up with a less creepy thing by now?

How does one get glitter out of a dust buster?

Asking for a friend.

I knew my dreams were not done yet. The angel Malthael has taken the Black Soulstone from where Tyreal was going to hide it, and he and his angels are attacking humans. I heard one of his Death Maidens say that all those with demon blood must die while turning people into their undead soldiers. Apparently Malthael thinks this is the perfect way to end the Eternal Conflict even though humans have nothing to do with that war. I must stop them before they spread across Sanctuary and kill everyone.

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.

I think I need to lock my phone up somewhere when I drink, because despite me finally putting a password on my phone? DrunkMe likes buying SoberMe presents. I got a package this morning with a ten pound bag of gummy sharks, a pizza cutter shaped like a race car, and a tea strainer shaped like a manatee.

So today a clown held the door for me.

It was a nice Jester.

Made a big mistake in my dreams. Accepted a promotion to Admiral and I'm miserable.

The Enterprise looked beautiful after her refit, though. Nearly two years of work went into her. But she's not mine any more. And that grates.

I want to be out there, on the bridge of a starship, exploring the galaxy.

I attended my mother's book club this afternoon on my way home from work, and I'm not sure I really fit in with the other members. Besides, I should probably find a book club that isn't encroaching on my mother's 'territory'... does anyone know of one that's accepting new members? Or does anyone have any recommendations?

Is it just me or was the last world’s most interesting man more...interesting than the new one.

I am so excited about Easter. We have some awesome plans for the bakery, think bunny shaped cookies and you'll be on the right track! Check out the sneak peak below :)

( Sneak peak )

Yet another dream showing me just how closely my life here and my life there parallel each other in some ways. DreamJess had her first date with Sam. Yeah - the same Sam I dated here and was talking about a future with. On one hand I'm glad my dreams are kind of normal and boring, on the other - do I really have to relive every single part of my past?

So dinner with my parents never stops amusing me. Dad asked me for help setting the table, and as he was handing me the silverware he says “Don’t forget the forks sweetie.” and hands me a handful of “forks”. And then it took him a minute to realize why I was laughing so hard looking down at my hand. Every last one of them was a spoon. Guess mom rearranged the silverware drawer again and he didn’t notice. I know I shouldn’t laugh at him it’s just always funny to see how much neither of us really pay attention to things because of how used we get to the established routine. Daddy’s the same way. Guess Mom had a type after all.

When did it become March?
How long was I

Because one never knows what you may find on the network, I am in search of scientific journal or article recommendations if anyone has some. Preferably from the past month or so.


[Martha and the Doctor]
Thank you.

Got a giant soda bottle of water from melted Dragobete snow. Hell yes. That's like a year's worth of potions. The question is, will they work? I find that my potions follow a one-third rule. One third work excellently, one third work poorly, and one third don't work at all. Most of the ones that work well have some basis in science. It's so beautiful when magic and science overlap. Wink.

I am not sure if these sound amazing or disgusting. Either way, I just have to know how anyone came up with them.

Okay, so I know there’s a market for crossover genre books, but shouldn’t there be some sort of logic to it? Or at least a limit? I just finished a book that was a crossover between disaster/ghost/government conspiracy/alternate universe. And it literally felt like the author couldn’t decide what they wanted to write, and couldn’t be bothered to make it actually connect. I should have listened to my first instinct and just stopped reading and returned it to the library. I’m so glad that I didn’t buy it.