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Holy heck. The star of the movie I'm in just quit over pay or rights or something.

I was doing stunts and body double spots for him and now the Director said I'm going to be doing the part! We already started shooting new scenes!

This is crazy!

All this singing going around isn't really my forte. It only leads to treble.

Oh my god!!! Oh my god!!! I have powers! I had a dream and I had super powers!! I could fly! I stopped a plane from crashing! Oh my god!!! I'm never getting back to sleep tonight!! This is too exciting!!

Okay, I think I'm mostly over jetlag now. Still getting used to the whole being married thing, but it's definitely great so far! The honeymoon was utterly amazing. India is a fascinating country, and it was definitely an adventure. The first of many, I hope!

I've never really understood the appeal of posting all of your personal information online, but I can't fault a good communication tool if it means not turning into a recluse that recycles her own urine. Which I'm not, by the way. No matter what my brother says.

Er, anyway. Hi, Orange County. I'm Lena. I'm an engineer at Stark Industries (For now. If I don't find a more efficient cooling mechanism for this generator I may be out of a job soon). Please help me find things to do that aren't just work, so that my brother will get off of my back.

The last day of school is coming up soon, and I’ve been putting in applications for summer jobs. I already know I am NOT going if the donut shop calls me back for an interview after the way the manager kept calling me ‘Miss’ and giving me looks someone that old should not be giving to a teenager because the guy that I talked to there seemed like a complete jerk. Starbucks seemed promising, they had a no call while I was there so they might have an opening soon.

I can’t believe that next year is my senior year. How did time go by so fast? It feels like high school just started.

Why in the bloody hell do these dreams have to continue? Though I suppose the cliffhanger they ended at before was a bit awkward. And you know what else is awkward? Wanting to propose to your dream ladyfriend and getting a blessing from her father - only to realise that you were the one who murdered your would-be fiancee's grandfather. Neither she or her father know that, of course, because I seem intent on keeping it a secret. Since clearly a secret like that is a way to get someone to accept your proposal.

It was a robbery gone wrong, mind you. I just thought he was some twat whose carriage me and my crew looted, and then dumped the body on the side of the road. Sorry, Swan. I didn't kill anyone you're related to here, I assure you.

Well, anyway, all of this nonsense means a certain Savior has returned from the alternate universe she was sucked into. And we finally know who was clearly sent to kill her from yet another alternate universe. Do you have a headache yet? I certainly do.

Did receive a harpoon out of it though. It's enchanted, and why wouldn't it be? Perhaps this will come in handy next time I want to locate wayward souls, or potentially spear a squid for supper.

I’ve been curious about the dreams everyone has, to see what mine would look like when I got them. But now I’m dreading them, whenever they happen. Why didn’t he tell me I was in his dreams? Has anyone found out about what sort of dream world they were going to have, before they started dreaming? How did you deal with it?

Helllo, Orange County and Valarnet!

I'm back, after a year or so of touring and vacationing oversees. Things went south there, and I got a call. My publishers apparently expect me to write an actual book or something. So, I'm back to the place that always inspired me.

For those that don't know me, my name is Match, and I'm dreamed of living a weird life in a world of superheroes and villains. Here, I've published a few books in science fiction and fantasy, and after a year, it looks like my bosses want more.

How the heck are all of you?

OMG you guys. After a conversation I had not too long ago on the network, I decided to start looking into open casting calls. And I had my sister help me find ones that were legit, you know? Not some creepy dude in a basement trying to make amateur porn. Anyway, I found a job! I'm going to be in a music video! XD I don't know all of the details yet, but I'm SO EXCITED!

Know where I really wanna go? The Museum of Ice Cream. I keep seeing pictures and it looks like a lot of fun. Especially the pool of sprinkles. Has anyone been there?

I wish I could stop dreaming already. Apparently, even if I didn't do anything to deserve my reputation, people are still willing to treat me like I did. "It doesn't matter if you deserve it". I guess it doesn't because people are going to treat me the same way.

I can't even get a job because people think that I'm going to do something to their daughters. It's so stupid. I didn't even do anything. At least Spencer and Emily I kind of hate people. Or maybe I just hate the people in Rosewood.

It would be nice if those who supposedly know me so well would know that there are reasons I am taking a particular position with the latest shake up of hierarchy instead of assuming it's for personal reasons or that I am blind to what is going on. Most people do not take a position with the acronym S.A.D.I.S.T. for fun. I get the work we do, but after this long and everything else I have been trusted with before, it's rather insulting to be questioned on said reasoning.

Wow... just as I thought fifth edits might be needed, I got the word, my book has been accepted as is from the fourth edit and rewrite. And I will know next week about a publication date.

It took me so long to get a second book accepted, I was starting to think it would never happen, and now it has. And all I can think is wow.

Okay so what the hell is up with this holiday thing here? I mean, I know Japan has plenty of traditions, but this one I'm not getting for whatever reason. A day to say thank you? I don't think you need one of those. Every day should be to say thank you.

[Orihime

So, Orihime, doing anything for this holiday thing coming up?

i feel like shite

I guess every good western needs to see the heroes ambushed. Usually, I guess, the heroes get out, but apparently my dreams say otherwise. Nothing like dreaming about your family and friends getting caught out by bandits to make you happy to go home for the holidays. It'll be good to see them.

My book is back from edits! Time to write some more, correct some more, and hope this time I get it right! I love this part! I hope all of you aren't bothered too much by the silence. I am finding it's not so bad, really for me. Silence, and enjoying a break from distractions is nice. And those who care do find ways to get my attention despite a lack of voices.

Now! Back to writing!

I don't cuss a lot, but fuck today.

I have a question about these memories/dreams/whatever they are. Is it common for people from them to be ... Not just dreams or anything themselves? But real? Do you generally find yourselves meeting the people you've dreamt about, I guess, is what I'm asking.

I maybe should have put two-and-two together sooner, but this is the first time I've had these things be more than just blurs to me. I'm just wondering if maybe my actual life is starting to bleed into this, or if it's working the other way around.

Packing is stressful. I keep rethinking the things I'm going to take to Boston. I feel like I have to try everything on, because I know my sisters are going to be there. I don't feel like anything's quite good enough to wear while I face them down. I know Adrienne's going to be a real bitch, too. I really wish I was done being pregnant, so I could wear my old clothes again and have Faith to distract me while I go back east.

So if you were theoretically time traveling to a primitive post-apocalyptic future what would you bring along?

I have a solar charger for my iPod, and I'm working on narrowing down which yarn I want to take.

I kind of want to throw a Halloween masquerade for my birthday. You know, a completely over the top monster-movie-monster's ball. Is that too cliche? I'd just have to find a ballroom somewhere...

Being able to fly, being able to just luxuriate in being again is nice. But flying especially. I never realized how yucky it was being sick until this. It really was a mess. And it made one of me, too. I hate Kryptonite. I'll be throwing it up for weeks.

Ugh.

Meant to say something about this earlier, but the week has been crazy! I got hired for a bit part on Black Widow, for a couple of the final episodes. Just a henchman, but it's still cool! I'm a fan and this rocks!

Not sure I want to be a full time actor, ever, but it's already being a fun experience.

And in addition to that, I finally got a bite from my publisher, with them signing on for a new novel from me. Now I just have to finish it.

I'm curious, those of you who have had some form of physical change as a result of the dreams, how have you dealt with it? Yesterday I woke up to find that my eyes have changed, not only color, but my pupils have changed as well. My eyes now appear to be more feline in appearance. I plan to try colored contacts, but I'm sure they will only be a temporary fix.

The Hotness wishes she was vampy again.

The more I look into it, the amount of bleed-over from these dreams into everyone's lives is fascinating. Though I wish, a little, that it would start happening to me. My work's reached a stand-still. I look at what my dream self was able to accomplish with little in the way of scientific advancement, then think about what I could do with everything we have today.

I'll keep my fingers crossed that I come across the journal he's kept, or that some great epiphany will come to me when I sleep. As for now, it's back to studying languages until I find my steam again.

The harvest is quite useful for taking my mind off of things. I like having work to do, and this is very involved. I think this year's harvest will make a lot of people happy, and that makes me happy, too. The smell of apples isn't one I think I'll get tired of.

Hello there, lovely network of people. My name is Thackery Binx and I am a local veterinarian in the area. My clinic, Binx Animal Hospital, is located over in Laguna Woods. I feel like I'm in the first day of school where you have to introduce yourself to everyone. What else can I say? I'm from Salem, MA and I went to grad school here in California. The lack of winter won me over and I've been here ever since.

Oh, and I'm always looking for people that want to help out around the clinic. Heck, if you just want to come pet animals feel free. My cats love company.

The hardest thing about having a new roommate is getting used to wearing clothes all the time. And not having sex anywhere but our bedroom. Surprisingly, the roommate himself has been no trouble, he mostly minds his own business. I think he's trying to be as unobtrusive as possible so we don't kick him out. I guess we'll see how that goes once he settles in and figures out we're not jerks.

I'm working part time at the lab and have decided to try bounty hunting. Like in my dreams. Is that weird? That's probably weird.

Also, I fucking hate Skrulls. They can all die a piss horrible death.

If Skrull!me ever did anything awful to you in a dream, I sincerely apologize. I hope I get to put that awful bitch in her place.

I know you have all probably been waiting for this news with baited breath, but Tony and I have decided on a date for our next wedding; November 16th. It's going to be a small ceremony here in Orange County at a local church. Invitations will be going out soon, but this wedding will be limited in attendees. We feel having a smaller ceremony will be best for everyone involved considering... everything. We're hoping this will be the last attempt and we won't have to cancel our honeymoon plans again.

Filming for Red Widow is going to start up again soon. I'm really excited about it, but I'm also kind of sad I'll be leaving the family house again. It was nice spending so much time with everyone. I should just be glad they decided to pick up the show for a second season even after Black Widow got taken off the air. Hopefully we'll have a couple more season left.

I thought maybe I should put together a trip to Disneyland before I have to leave. Who would be interested in something like that again?

I am very, very glad to be back in my own body. This was a weird week, and I'm really glad it's over. Today is a nice day to spend sleeping, and tonight, well, I think it might be a good time to hang out on the beach, I think.

Animal mayhem at the ranch today. We got it handled.

Had the kids cleaning cow crap out of the office. Shoveling shit is an important life lesson.

My air conditioning broke.


Life is over.

I feel like I ought to have something profound to say, whenever I post here, but I never do. Does that make me a terrible Avatar?

My dreams seem to be looping now, starting over with the first one I had here. Not sure whether to be glad about that, or really annoyed at how they ended. Otherwise, working at Urdnot Ranch is good, and modeling is still good.

I managed to finish another book and am working on getting an editor to see if this one will be good enough to send out.

This Friday, the Hangman is going to have a community dinner. It's catered, it's free (with a very kind anonymous donor) and a way to remind us all hopefully of the good things in the midst of so very much that is bad.

If you need an address or have any questions, please let me know.

Is it always going to come down to a no win scenario? That's the thing I hate the most about the dreams, how mo matter how hard we try, or how much we fight the only thing we can do is choose the smaller of two evils. Everything always has to end with death.

I didn't even know her that well, not here. I don't know why I can't stop crying Nobody should ever have to make that choice, especially not after the dreams she must have dreamed.

I can't pretend it's never going to touch me, anymore. I can't keep hiding from the inevitable. If it always comes down to the same things in all universes, I can't run from who and what I need to become, and the things that I hope I'll never have to do, but almost certainly will.

I guess in the end it really is true. With great power comes great bullshit.

Well that was..terrifying.

It's over. There's only the clean up.

I knew there was a reason that I really try not to watch the news -- nothing but depressing things. I can't believe what's going on around here. Aliens? I feel like I'm in the latest summer blockbuster and I wish I could pinch myself and wake up from it. I also wish I could do something more than just hiding out in my apartment. Does anyone need help with anything at all? Is it safe to travel around this area?

If I can't get out of this apartment then my drum set is probably going to be dug out just to give me something to do. I hate feeling useless.

It could be worse. There could be spiders with health bars.

It appears that a most inconvenient situation planet-side is in progress. I trust that everyone is obeying whatever safety precautions have been ordered to keep the general populace safe.

Note: now amended to emphasize the general civilian populace, so that the perimeters of my statement are clearer.

Happy first of National Ice Cream Month!

What are people planning for the Fourth of July? I can't wait for the fireworks.

Got the Tampax spot. ...Which totally sounds weird out of context. I'm going to be acting in some Tampax commercials, and starring in a whole campaign of Tampax print ads. I'm pretty excited about it. If only there weren't Zombies running around, or whatever, today would be a good day.

So, I was told that I should get out there and start making friends, considering I've been out here for three years and spend most of my free time helping my brother-in-law with my nieces. I was told that this is the easiest place to try and make friends, so I thought I'd give it a chance.

I'm Esther Drummond and like I said, I've been out here for about three years now. I'm originally from Virginia. I work at the Coliseum restaurant and also like to bake in my free time. I know, sounds kind of boring, but that's me, kind of boring. Wow, I bet that makes everyone want to jump at the chance to be my friend, huh?

HELLO! My name is Valerie Frizzle and this is my first time on a message board thing like this before. So, I'm not entirely sure what I should be writing about, but I might as well give a small introduction about myself.

I am going to Fullerton to get my teaching degree and I want to teach elementary age students. I want to be a general teacher, but I really love science. I play the drums in my spare time and here's a random fact about myself: When I was little my parents told me that my hair was orange because I ate so many carrots (which I loved). So, I tried to go a month without eating a carrot to change my hair color. It obviously didn't work, but my parents had a good laugh about it.

Tell me something random about yourself!