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Today was a good day for the most part. That is until I had to drive by an accident. It looked pretty bad. I hate having to see that stuff since it reminds me of what happened to my mom. Now my mood is shot and I need a distraction. But I don't know what to distract myself with. Any suggestions out there?

This feels like a special kind of never ending hangover. Any time it wants to stop would be great.

Never going to watch the Walking Dead the same way again.


[Noah/Stiles]
Sorry if I worried you, I don't..even remember leaving. Last thing I remember doing was sleeping.

[Agency]
Missed the check in, sorry. I'm alive. Feel like hell itself but alive

Look what I found outside my lawn this morning.

I dreamed I was performing Swan Lake again. It was... saddening, to wake up after that. Too many memories, though all of them are good.

There was a particularly talented young test pilot in the audience that my husband introduced me to. I think Ms. Oxton will go far in Overwatch.

So I was having to do some research on my home state of Washington for a class, and came across a little tidbit: the states lack of a bestiality law for about 30 years. Apparently they took it off the books in the 70s to update it and then nobody noticed it never got put back in. Fast forward to the 2000s and a dude is dropped off anonymously at a local Emergency Room with internal injuries - including a perforated colon - that nobody can figure out how he sustained them until they manage to review the footage and identify the car that dropped them off. Great. Mystery solved. Unfortunately.

Police found out that the injuries were a result of the guy having sexual intercourse with a horse - and I’m not going into details about that but think about the injuries and you can figure it out - while his friends video taped it. So the dude who got hurt died and the police are going to charge the friends with bestiality on top of the other shit with just abandoning them which is when it was discovered that due to the oversight in the 70s - they technically hadn’t broken any law while having sex with the horses.

My home state rivals Orange County for weirdness in some respects I think.

My nameless nightmare villain is no longer nameless. Apparently he has one after all and it's Zoom, and he's speedster from another world. There's a breech in our world apparently that allowed him through. So that'll be fun, I'm sure it won't end well for us. There's a third speedster trying to help us claiming he's from his world, but we've been burned so many times now by people "trying to help" it's hard to trust anyone anymore. We always thought my friend was the only speedster. But we also didn't realize the multiverse theory was not jut a theory.

My Christmas hangover feels better finally so small miracles. Never again. Ow. I think all of Christmas day was basically me sleeping in the shower, sorry Noah. Thanks for making sure I didn't die.

idont understand the sportsbal but the sad small TVs i understand. No more of that. Christmastime is for real family and apparently a sportsball for wwry occasion. And rewiring. Merry Xmas to you people who acgually matter.

My sister keeps telling me I should make more friends. So, I took the opportunity upon finding this forum. Easier to talk through computers than it is face-to-face sometimes. I'm Theodora.

Full on anxiety attack at work really makes me hate coming home to an empty apartment.

Is there someone here who may be able to help me put the pieces of my spaceship together? I think I have all the pieces of it, but I'm no engineer. It's not a huge spaceship, it's actually a fighter-class single pilot kind of ship as opposed to a large starship.


[Encrypted DM to Jemma Simmons]

I have a question for you, if you have a minute.

Less than a week till I head off to NYC with Jace for Christmas and the New Year. I should start packing...but I was never good at packing.

First Christmas in a while that I won’t be with my dad but we’ve planned to FaceTime.

Sometimes it sucks to be working with vets and animal shelters at this time of the year. At least this year I think I found a good forever-home for one little puppy. So, Stiles, come over. I have a surprise for you.

Everyone else, if you're thinking of getting an animal for Christmas, consider getting an older pet that might be overlooked, despite them being just as cute. They'll appreciate it and you may have saved your new best friend's life.

Since I refuse to go outside and pretend the creepy snow things are out there..I've gotten stuff done. Like, putting up the Xmas tree and decorating it. Finished all of my school work. Played too many video games. And I've probably taken too many naps, which has brought on too many more of those crazy ass dreams that I can do without. At least I've learned something from one of them. Do not try to smash a window with just my hand wrapped up in a shirt. It doesn't work and it hurts a lot.

I thought I could deal with this alone but it's too hard. Talking isn't my strong-suit but...shit...I had a dream.

Seriously, again?

Right, so. Looks like the Snowmen are back after not showing up last year. What you need to know.

1. Psychic snow. So basically if you think about them, more will form.
2. Picture them melting.
3. DON'T THINK ABOUT THEM LATER. Since as point 1 notes, they will just re-form. Yes, I know this is easier said than done.

You know, I may not have spent thanksgiving with my blood family but friendsgiving is just as good. If not better actually, for once I didn't leave both places feeling like actual trash. I'll call that a success. And Stiles, the rest of that one pound bag of star stickers we didn't use is yours. To the rest of his people: I regret nothing. Sorry not sorry.

Had another dream. I can handle the high school stuff and the lacrosse game stuff, but digging up half of a body of a dead girl is a bit much. I really hope I don't have nightmares about it.

[Scott]
Please tell me you're not busy right now.

To all those who have served in the armed forces, or are currently serving in them, I wish you all a good Remembrance Day, or Veteran's Day as it is called here in America. I served in the British Army Special Forces in Afghanistan, and to all of my fellow soldiers and veterans, thank you for your service and sacrifice.

While I have no plans to ever get in the sort of trouble with the cops that results in high speed car chases, I have to say that if I ever do? I'm damn well taking the opportunity to force them into doing fucking donuts in the road while I have the chance to. I've been watching this for five minutes, and it keeps getting funnier.

Edited an hour later: I've sent this and my comments about it on a family group text. So far only my sister's replied, just to ask me "Why are you like this?"

The world is ending. It's raining in So Cali.

This is going to sound like a weird question I know but is anyone on here a makeup artist who’s free tomorrow for a shoot? I’ll pay because the photographer and his team are complete tools who are trying to get out of honoring the condition in my contract that states no products tested on animals are used on me.

People, when you come to the house to visit, can you please stop using the window?!

Spending my day off sanding and repainting is really not on my wish-list.

Nothing like your dad telling your crush you have a crush on him. Right in front of him. Awesome.

Really, if my dreams are just reliving my teenage years and the raging hormones that are going on, I'll take a hard pass.

Stiles
Hey, are you alright? I mean...I'm guessing you are. But in my dream, something happened and...I just got worried.

Glad that crazy stuff is done and over with. I never want to be tiny again and I never want to see my dad be a teenager again either.

What is with this new trend of making everything unicorn flavored? What does a unicorn taste like? And who has been chomping on said unicorns?