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HONEY I'M HOME!

I don't recognize half of you as well as I should, and I recognize the rest of you much more than you deserve.

Did you know you'll get arrested for using swimming pools to make pancake batter if they aren't your own swimming pool?

Seriously?

Little Red Riding Hood.

I have no idea what's going on in Storybrooke in my dreams because time keeps jumping around, but I've apparently figured out my other half. I'm not very pleased.

[Filtered to Werewolves]
Hello? Are there any others out there that dream of being a werewolf?

Had a really great audition for a movie that I'm really excited about. Fingers crossed I hear back from them soon and that it's positive news. It's a bigger role than I usually take, which is fine by me. I need to get back into the swing of things now that Granny is feeling a little more like herself.

Not that I don't love all of you coming to the diner.

I've also stumbled upon this LIST OF AWESOME PANCAKE ideas. What should we offer this weekend? I also just saw bacon waffle milkshake at the bottom and I may need to try that one out. I'm kind of partial to mint chocolate pancakes and lemon poppy seed.

I am so upset that I'm back here and there's still snow on the ground. Bora Bora was so fantastic that I wish it hadn't only lasted a couple days especially since we spent a good amount of time in the bed. Sunshine, beautiful blue water, hot sand to dig my toes into, and a cute boy is all I need in my life to be happy. I may need to bother my agent to find me some sort of bikini shoot that's on an island - I bet I could get into Sports Illustrated if I wanted to. Anyone make bikinis and needs a photoshoot done?

Until then I guess I'll drown my sorrows at the local bar and work my way through this cocktail list to keep myself warm.

Me? I'm fabulous and amazing, thank yooou.

Who wants to go to Bora Bora THIS SECOND?

Its been a very good holiday season for me, with no disasters and no coma this time. I think I like it!

A month from now, on January 17th, my first movie with me in a starring main role opens, and while I am not one to self-aggrandize, there will be a party thrown by yours truly to thank all those who have supported me, fans and friends alike. It will be in Hollywood, on the evening of the 17th, after the first showing at the town hall there at [address].

All are invited to it, even if you can't make the showing. There will be food, prizes, and a chance to contribute to several charities.





( Locked to those Thor knows well, has invited already, and his relatives* )

All of this is reminding me of home. I guess I couldn't have really asked for a better birthday present, and now I'm glad I brought all this flannel here with me.

Hullo. Name's Christian. I just moved here from Ireland. I work at the 4th Street Bank branch down in Los Angeles, but I've just moved to Orange County. I was told this is the network where one can go to meet people and figure out where to go for things around town - food, coffee, the like. Is this the place to ask about a dungeon? Obliged in advance.

I need a distraction after last night's dreams, so who wants to help me open a secret dreamers only bar or nightclub or coffee shop or whatever? We need a place where we can talk about this stuff in the open. Also, I can't think of any group of people more in need of a drink.

You ever wake up from a dream and feel like you're Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz? You want to point to people you know (or send a text) and say "You were there" and "You were there" and then end with "There's no place like home".

That's me this morning. I'm really not even sure if these are those dreams that people talk about because they seem so...normal. Except I'm in a smaller town in Maine and I only work exclusively at the diner. The diner and the B&B look a lot different than the ones we have here and there's a lot of townsfolk/friends that I've never met here that I dreamt about. So maybe it's just a regular dream? I have no idea.

But here's the fun of who was in my dream: Emma, Mary Margaret, and Regina. And this really hot sheriff (mrow) and like I said a bunch of background players.

Nothing too interesting happened through most of my dreams last night, but the last one was a little sad. I had a friend named Ashley who was pregnant and apparently has agreed to sell her baby to this guy, Mr. Gold, who basically runs the town. Emma was trying to find her and I was trying to help her get out of town. Not sure what happened in between, but Ashley did end up staying in town and she had the baby and her boyfriend finally pulled his head out of his ass.

Kept me up most of the night. I'm going to call my agent and request mimosas at my shoot this afternoon. That should make me feel better.

Stayed home from work today on account of these wicked bad headaches I just started having. Yeah, okay, it sounds like a teenage girl problem, but for real. It feels like my brain is oozing out of my eye sockets or something.

Basically, I spent most of my time on the couch in an aspirin-induced haze, which I guess makes good dream fodder. Dream!Chuck almost got his normal life back, but now there's this rogue band of CIA agents who are trying to make their own Intersect. Things were going super good with the blonde love interest until someone (you know who you are) showed up. And tricked me into upgrading my current Intersect.

Oh, but, hey! Dream!Chuck saved the world from a possible third world war via an old arcade game, then hooked up with his old girlfriend who totally digs his whole secret agent thing. Well, the sort of secret agent thing. Like, more of an agent. He's not great with the secret side of it.

Back to the original conundrum, though, best cure for what feels like imminent brain implosion? Anyone? Bueller?

The song sequel you never knew you needed. Mwhahaha. Happy Saturday

How could I have forgotten how great California is? I went to college here in California, which seems like ages ago now but I didn't really appreciate how great everything is here. In fact I think I spent most of my time between classes playing pool and video games or doing whatever other nerdy thing we could think of. If I had known that I was going to spend the next few years wintering in New York and other places with snow I think I would have spent all my time outside just soaking up all the nice weather.

Anyway, hello everyone. I'm Bryce. I'm new to the OC and am the new computer science and software division manager of the Aliso Viejo branch of SFD Technologies. But please, don't hold my incredibly nerdy job against me, I swear I only speak Klingon when provoked. If anyone has any recommendations when it comes to places to eat or see or things I absolutely need to do, nerdy or not, I'd really appreciate it.

Thanksgiving was fantastic and I had so much fun volunteering as well. It helped me burn off a lot of calories since I walked around during the day and then I absolutely stuffed myself at dinner. Gabriel is my new favorite person on the planet for his amazing desserts. I think I may have an addiction to chocolate and I know Granny would never approve of me picking chocolate over her pie, but she doesn't have to know.

Sorry, I got off track there. Just wanted to post and see if anyone would be interested in going to see the goddess Beyonce with me tomorrow at the Staples Center. I have an extra ticket due to my friend just phoning me to say she has the flu.

So....is anyone ready ready for this jelly?

Waiting for ages at the airport has shown me that either I'm very good at keeping myself entertained or that I have a sick, dirty mind.

Anyway, here's a fun game! Fill in the blanks: I like my men the way I like my _____, _______ and _______.

Right now my favorite is: I like my men the way I like my books, well-read and bound in leather.

Since it's already Monday I might as well post this.

If you don't have somewhere to celebrate Thanksgiving and would enjoy a home cooked meal please let me know. Granny's will be closed for Thanksgiving, but Granny and I are happy to open up our house to anyone who wants company for the holiday. We obviously make some amazing food, so you should really come spend time with us.

OH! And if anyone wants to join me I will be attending the LA Mission Thanksgiving Celebration to help feed the homeless on Wenensday. Info is here [ooc - let's pretend it's not full]

Okay. Who's having a Thanksgiving thing? I need to know where the parties are so I have crashing options.

Winchesters?
Anyone?
Bueller?


The perks of me crashing your Thanksgiving dinner are as follows:
1) I am actually a fabulous chef, and will help if needed.
2) I will bring dessert.
2a) Don't fuck around with 2. I make the best desserts.
3) My sparkling personality goes well with others AND fine wines.

HAPPY MONDAY EVENING! The worst part of your week is almost over! Hooray! Almost Friday!

I'm Ruby Lucas and I help run Granny's Diner and B&B over in Huntington Beach. So please stop on by if you're hungry or you need a place to stay. We'd be happy to assist you. Our food is amazing so make sure you stop by soon to experience it.

Speaking of food, is anyone else excited for Thanksgiving? I just went to the store and picked up some amazing spices for a mulled wine. Mmmm...

I'm really relieved that all my students who caught that virus made it through okay. It's so good to be able to have a full classroom again. I made a "Welcome Back" banner with all their names on it and hung it up the classroom. The whole class decided to right "I survived quarantine" or "I survived the plague" on it, signing their names under the statements of survival.

I'm glad things worked out and that they were able to bounce back from this so well.

I just used up my last paid sick day for today. If this continues on for much longer I don't know how the local economy is going to be able to bounce back. I bet half of the people out there didn't have sick time saved up and we're not exactly getting paid for sitting on our asses in our homes.

I am swiftly tiring of infidelity. It has not been 2013 for very long and already I have very strong suggestions for certain people's New Year's Resolutions.

This is probably going to make half of you think I'm going crazy, but I swear to god I keep seeing a little girl out of the corner of my eye. Or I'll hear her giggling and then when I turn around to see who it was there's no one there. I keep getting creeped out and it doesn't seem like it's stopping. Another dream-related phenomenon? Tell me I'm not the only one.

So today for lunch, I couldn't decide what to have; eventually I settled on an In and Out burger. It was fantastic. Anyway, giant greasy burgers aside, the day was actually kind of not great.

Found out my father's been hospitalized again for his cancer battle, so that's no fun. Especially right after Christmas. I'm sure he'll battle through it, of course. I'm sure not all of you wanted to read that, just thought I'd update it...that's kind of what this thing's for right?

Anyway, uhm, some good news. I am having some really screwed up dreams, and I'm actually starting to think they might be a bit... more true than previously believed.

Do people actually shop the after Christmas sales? Don't you get enough of shopping before Christmas? Then again I guess they take advantage of the fact people get money/gift cards for Christmas and the need to spend them.

New Years, well that's one holiday I don't mind. Parties without the obligation of a gift can be fun.

Ruby Lucas: scaring boys away since 1990.

I should really just make myself a shirt that tells guys not to bother. Nothing to see here! Move along!

Once upon a time I was really good at flirting with boys and getting them wrapped around my finger. I lost my touch somewhere along the way. It's probably best for all involved.

I just realized I don't have to wear my uniform back to school on the 3rd! ... I'm probably going to because I'm lazy, but I don't have to. Then it's just four short months until it's May and I get to frantically pack for whatever uni I've decided to go to by that point. Probably Pepperdine, they're recruiting me pretty heavily because of my mum.

I'm quite disappointed I haven't gotten to go to a pool party yet. I bought four swimming suits. Four!

I just realized that I haven't been under any mistletoe this year. I'm so lame.

Merry Christmas Eve everybody! I might have to go get toasted on egg nog.

Girl's night out! No excuses. Let's all meet up at Luke's after I close up and we can go out. I've got enough room for everyone at Granny's to spend the night so we can get as messed up as we want.

So, a date. Thing.

Anyone have advice on how you do one of those again?

So... that was a weird dream.

Late night last night too, BUT still managed to get to work on time.

Well. This is new. You all will have to bear with me a little; I'm not too great with computers.

That said. I don't know if there's something I do, or just ask out loud - would anyone maybe be looking for a tailor? Either as a solo job, or in a shop or even a factory?

In the interests of full disclosure, I was recently let go from my previous place because I was apparently too direct in telling a very tall lady that cap sleeves made her look like a three year old girl.

So I have a kinda sorta random and unexpected gig coming up... three days a week for the next month.

How to explain this one? ...actually, it's sort of embarrassing. I was goofing on this piano at Smyth's fancypants department store -- and someone heard me. He owns a fancypants hotel in Tustin. He wants me to come and play Christmas songs on his fancypants grand in the lobby.

I'm still trying to figure out why I said yes. I think I just miss the piano. You know? Meh, maybe I'm alone there, missing pianos.

...I have to shave and get a haircut and wear a tux. Oh brother.

Actually, this grumpy attitude is all a put on. I'm pretty excited!!

Okay. I seem to have started having those bizarre sorts of dreams everybody keeps talking about. It felt so real. But it was sort of two dreams in one, because there were completely different things going on, but they both made sense. And seemed strangely related.

I think the worst of this insane holiday weekend is over.

She says, right before she's killed in a mysterious turkey accident.

Coffee shop's maker went down, so coffee was ten minutes late; which, added onto the fact my car kept over heating and I had to continue pulling over again and again, coupled even then with three hour traffic jams, is likely the reason I'll have an aneurism before I'm thirty. This is why I shouldn't drink coffee.

Is it Thursday yet? I just want to shove food in my face. Sigh.

Then it's off to all the Black Friday sales. Wish me luck not getting trampled or something. If I do, uh.. Steve can have all my stuff.

What's with guys who give you the flirt eyes and the cute smiles at work, but then never actually ask you out? Is it because asking someone out on a date while they're working is awkward or something? I totally would have said yes. He had dreamy eyes and cute tattoos and now I can't stop thinking about him. I mean, I work at a diner, it's not like Luke would fire me for flirting.

Why is no one here today? Were we supposed to get Veteran's Day off?

That Skeeter woman is horrible.

And I don't know which is worse, what she says or that I actually read it. Ugh.

Ugh I love Halloween so frickin much. I actually loved dressing up as Mary Todd Lincoln, except it was kind of surreal. And no, I didn't go as some slutty version of her. I could do a giant rant about women's costumes and how they're all sexy versions of things where men's cover the whole body, but I'll spare you it.

I even have candy.

Also, I decided this halloween that someday, I want to have kids. Like one day far far far in the future. To take them trick or treating. I bet that would be awesome.

Also my frickin boss is missing and trying to cover it up is a giant pain in the ass

[Steve]
You haven't heard from Tony, right? I kind of figure you haven't but well. Trying to figure out where he is and yet try to assure people that he's not missing is making me pull out my hair.

I know I've seen this posted about fifty bajillion times on the network, but.... I think I know what everyone's talking about now. I just had the weirdest dream.

If I see one more girl dressed as a slutty little red riding hood or slutty snow white or something I think I am going to lose it. Why do these girls feel the need to show everything and leave nothing to the imagination? I learned my lesson the hard way Grow up. No one wants to see that. Show yourself a little more respect.

Halloween is the worst.