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Just once I wish the tabloids would report on something I actually did, instead of something I didn't. Getting suspended for punching a frat boy in the face is way cooler than sleeping with a guy I've never even met.

It appears that while the armour the stormtroopers wear is tough it also makes them rather clumsy. I froze the ground and it caused them to tumble over and lay there like turtles struggling to get up. It’s rather amusing.

I just found out that today was like National Superhero Day. So, happy Superhero Day to the rest of you who also dream about being heroes. My dream self would never do something like this. He's such a brat.

There was just so much blood...

And body parts...

Seriously..... My dream self is insane! Wtf is an inheritos anyways?! Freaking spider eating vampires! Crazy!

That's it, I'm never sleeping again. Not after that shit. Having a psychic link with a Fae that feeds off of nightmares, no thanks. Not after having a nightmare of a burger I ate going all Alien on me and then eating my head.

Though hugging the nightmares away is completely new and was actually kind of nice?

Is someone missing a very life-like doll? And I mean this doll might have some voodoo magic in it because it came into my shop and ordered muffins and coffee.

It might be one of the creepiest things I have ever seen.

So... Apparently in my dreams I can fly and do all sorts of crazy stuff.. Also, i have a bone to pick with a certain someone who was in my dreams that is here.

So.. I finally had one of those crazy dreams... Who the hell calls themselves Red Robin...

So back to my ...weird new dreams. Where its the 1940s. I got drafted into this secret organization and sent to Germany to infiltrate.

Yeah, lets send the gay Jewish woman to 1940s Germany that will end well.

Turns out they're raising the dead to make them into an unstoppable undead army and it feels really good to hit Nazis with a baseball bat.

...sounds like a really cheesy late night television movie.

Well I haven't done much of the social media thing since I was in college, but I figured I'd give it a try.

I just moved here from Seattle, the sunshine is a nice change of pace. Wow talking about the weather, lame. Now I just need to find some decent coffee if anyone has recommendations.

Oh right also, my name's Olivia but please call me Liv.

warty hogs.

I would like one month where the most out of the ordinary thing that happens is nothing happens. This place is almost as bad as Gotham.

So, apparently the dry cleaners won't even attempt to get blood rain splatter out of clothing. Something to do with OSHA. Does anyone have any tips? It's just a regular cotton dress.

Oh no. I got to the studio this morning and we've already had notice that the girl scouts will be coming by soon - it's cookie time! I am doomed, they are so addictive.

I've clearly been directed here by mistake. Is this some sort of online forum for the loony bin or something? Between all the talk of dreams, dragons, and magic, it's got to be either that or some sort of elaborate prank.

I'm Tyler. Not new to the area, though I did just move back home to go to UCI. Not sure why I'm bothering with this.

Public announcement: you too can find an abundance of riches if you're willing to stay several weeks underground, inside Dark Spawn infested tunnels, and if you can tolerate being back-stabbed by a dwarf who fits in your arsehole and attempts to leave you for dead, you have it made.

Then there's the part where by the time we resurface, my brother is making strides to become a bloody Templar and no, that doesn't hurt my mage-feelings, why would it? spoiled little prat

I now have a fancy red robe with the family crest on it. I'll wear it anywhere I please, thank you, even at grocery stores and coffee shops. It'll give me the illusion that I'm as wealthy as I've come to be in these blasted dreams. Perhaps I'll have better luck literally digging for treasure? Or stealing someone's gold tooth like someone I know.

1940s me apparently has far too much fun for her own good.

Mags was stunning though.

Normally I try to stay out of the whole fashion thing when it comes to what other women are wearing, their bodies their business right? But pictures of this keep showing up on pinterest based on my interests and I just have to ask - why? What's the point of a long sleeve romper if it's going to be cut so that half your ass is hanging out of it?

If women want to wear it - good for them I just personally don't get it.

If my Dreams had to start up again - they could be a little more exciting. Or at least a little different from my life here. It would be nice if my Dream self could have had an easier time getting her license than I did.

I used to hate this time of year. Like really, really hate it. But New Years is coming up and I've got some good memories there, now. So I guess it's not so bad.

When you meet someone who turns you into a complete blubbering idiot, and you marry them, and they still turn you into a complete blubbering idiot.

I tried to bake tonight. The only thing I've ever tried to bake before was C4. This was an attempt at a cake.

It didn't end well.

I thought you all should know I'm resigning from the Force.

This is a global crisis, everybody. I have no idea what to do, but I know that I am legitimately concerned.

I've faced super villains and giant spiders and ancient gods but I don't want to go to the dentist.

And of course the ex is as much of a jerk in the dreams as he is in real life. Although I think in the dreams he's worse. I wasn't even sure that was possible, but yes, he's definitely worse in the dreams.

Yknow, when life is giving you enough lemons that it gives you perma-bitter beer face (my references are incidentally becoming '90s dated, thanks dreams!), the solution, Dream PtBs, is not to send me dreams of what Billy Idol might be like as a vampire. Got caught humming Mony Mony at work, which is possibly even worse. I haven't decided yet.

But yeah. Instead of sitting here and typing about how sucky things enjoy being in Buffyworld, I'm gonna... listen to a cheerleader and spank my inner moppet. ...in a... non kinky way... and say: here endeth the sulking, followed by a TBT (aka less dated reference) to a once happypish Buffy who didn't know what was in store for her when she first joined this network.

Tell me something fun you're gonna do for Halloween. Calling a moratorium on any and all pessimistic replies.

Finally feeling human again!

The chief is insisting that I take a modified schedule though, not sure what to think of that. I guess it'd give me time to figure out a vacation of sorts.

[filter to Damian]
Still wanna go with?

Ok... so uh... pretty sure I just had those dreams. Or some of those ... dreams.

You know it's rather disturbing being an older male, who's lived a bit of life, and to see in your dreams your childhood home, but learning your parents are killed, in a plane crash. The same way they died in real life... really didn't want to relive it.

What’s my prize for solving a murder? Someone taping me in the privacy of my boyfriend’s dorm room and releasing a sex tape of us… where we aren’t even having sex might I add. Solved that one too. At least that was more of a collegey crime.

I’ll take sex tapes over murder any day.

I’m over these dreams though, can they be done now?

So this marriage thing. Less terrifying than expected.

Summer colds can go to hell. Didn't realize I was feverish until the right time of course in the middle of my shift and now I'm stuck attempting to finish it anyway. Keep me awake network thing? Cats, stupid jokes, whatever?

New York is lovely, such a vibrant city and I enjoyed our brief stopover there but now is the relaxing part of our honeymoon.

And with a wife as gorgeous as mine, how can I do anything but want to simply be with her all the time?


( Beautiful wife )

I can't believe I'm getting married tomorrow.

It's so incredible. And even more incredible is that everything seems to be done and ready and going well. Which means I've totally just jinxed myself doesn't it?

I deserved that near frost bite.

Elsa

How much chocolate do I need to buy?

I had the most peculiar dreams last night. I dreamt that children basically come from birds. We can still fly as long as we believe we can and I left my house and flew to a particular garden in England. It takes a while for tiny baby me to realize that I'm not a bird, but I can understand the birds and the fairies that I meet. It's all so very strange and makes absolutely no sense.

And the strangest part was when I woke up there was a large amount of birds on my balcony.

Let's not talk about how I was floating above my bed. Flying is not possible.

It's official: Looks like I'm one of the dreamers.

I suppose I should appreciate the fact that things seem to be off to a relatively tame start.

I had this great idea, and I need someone to enable me.

Oookay. Let's say in your dreams you've been investigating someone who you suspect is involved with drug trafficking, slave trading, serial killing, and a whole slew of other crimes as long as my arm for over a year now.

On a scale of one to ten, how weird is it if you let him take you to the ballet?

And is it more or less weird than letting your six year old brother live in the petshop with him?

...I'm asking for a friend.

Why does this make so much goddamn sense to me? I actually think I'm losing it.

It's official. I am married and have a new last name.

Just finished my 'short' trip down to the county building to get the marriage license. It will be weird having people refer to me as "Mr. Pevensie" but I certainly do not mind.

In related news, the wedding was great. I think my favorite part was our first dance...I could dance with Peter forever.

Ever think about people you've dreamed about and just suddenly really miss them?



Batfamily

I'm beginning to wonder if some of these robberies over the past few months might be related. And they could be linked to the candy store thing.


Elsa

Ever wanted to be a superhero?

I am getting married on Saturday and I can't lie that it makes me nervous.

I know that I can talk to my fiance and his sisters about all the nerves, but I kind of just need reassurance from someone that isn't involved.

Any words of encouragement/reassurance that things will be okay?

I love him, and we've been together almost 10 years...I'm definitely ready to be married to him, so why do I feel like this?

I don't recommend running around on a rooftop right now. Ow.

Had darkness like this in my dreams once.

Followed by the Greek underworld attacking Gotham.

Less than two months until I get married now. It's all going well so far, everything is booked and I'm feeling rather calm about it all.

I am sure that will change but for now I'm going to enjoy it.

So I'm going to put my step-mother's money to good use and host a Independence Day party. I might even do some grilling. I'm going to rent out a large outdoor area and for what I'm paying, the fireworks better be worth it.

Location

Everything starts at 4pm!

After being home for a few weeks, I find myself deep into training and volunteering so much so I've neglected being social. I swear, I probably live in the gym these days - either the official one or the one in the house. I really should change that. I'll end up too much like the woman in my dreams if I become all work and no play.

For those of you who encouraged retribution, I have an update: I have successfully stolen all but one of my coworker's pens. Every time he gets more, I take them. All but one.

I have a desk drawer full of his writing utensils and he has no idea. I feel strangely accomplished.

Happy Birthday to the love of my life, Kate, I love you now and forever x