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Why, yes, I did come out with a holiday themed movie, and yes, if you're my friend, you are probably getting a copy. Stocking Stuffer 3 just came out today, and yes, I am part of a Hanukkah scene. And so ends my obligatory self-promotion.

But just in case you recognize me in public, do not do what a girl at Starbucks did today and scream about how I'm the guy who does ... certain things. There were people present who did not know what she meant, then she had to explain it, and ... very awkward.

What are you all doing for the holidays? I have no family besides Roy, so I will likely do whatever he does.

Dear Valarnet,

I give you a holiday treat from Always to you!


http://youtu.be/wQ5dTb_NhJg

Enjoy!

Warning for Drag Queens, if you want to be warned for that kinda thing.

Dear Valarnet,

Having a really really hard time deciding which card to hand out at the Boardwalk holiday party this weekend. Which is just like any holiday party ever, except we're not even pretending no one's going to copy their ass and fax it to the network execs if our premiere party was any indication at ALL of that.

So anyway. You get to vote on a couple of different designs, or should I use them all?

Under the cut cause your boss might get bent out of shape at you looking at sexy pinups at work:

( options (Ooc: This...could be disturbing and horrifying and involves thongs and not much else. I'm gonna rate the images at an R) )


Vote by comment, people?

Today, I started therapy.

It was the first time I've been to see a shrink about shrink related issues since I was eleven, and the first time I willingly stepped inside. I don't know how long it's going to take us to get to King Oedipus or anything like that, but she listens. She gets it.

Of course, I can't tell her half of what's gone down with me, since she's not part of this network and the dream thing...isn't the kind of thing you can explain to someone outside of here, is it? I mean, it's the kind of thing that gets you put under a hold in the mental ward. She DOES however, know who I am from all that drama a couple months ago.

That alone makes her think I have a lot of things wrong in my head that I need to sort out, and while some of it isn't my fault? A lot actually IS. It's weird having somebody I'm paying for, well, okay, that OLLIE is paying for, tell me that I'm the one with the problem, and I'm the one that needs to find a way to fix it. She's RIGHT but it's still weird.

She tossed around the possibility of a couple different labels for what might be going on inside my head, and shit that might have developed, and...it's weird but I can see where the labels MIGHT make sense. Only...not so much as a part of the life I have here.

She's thinking Borderline or some non classic example of an attachment issue. I'm thinking nothing here would've really caused that to develop, but being abandoned for days at a time as a few months old clone (sorry Ollie, really. We didn't KNOW I wasn't sixteen)with dubious and creepy "handlers". Yeah, that situation could've created it I guess.

Soo...I'm confused and stuff like that. And kinda already hate lying to the shrink, but what else are you gonna do?

Weird ass dreams, seriously. Dreamed I met this girl at cheer camp in like, third grade, and it was ... yeah. Don't like how real it was. I woke up and it was like a ghost had seen me or something.

If another "well meaning" person tells me that I should "hurry up" and have children, I'm going to light them on fire.

I can do that now.

So MY life's taken a ride way deep into bizaro land, I committed a couple federal offenses and this freak I don't even know is suddenly trying to run my life. Fun fun fun. I'm gonna get my mind off that with that survey you've been passing around. Just gonna do it here cause it's easier to find and all, and you can get to know the REAL Thea. Ooh are you in for a treat!

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Dear guy I yelled at last night (I don't think you ever told me your name).

I'm sorry I dropped enough f-bombs to rival a military strike, and that I yelled at you.

Let me be the first to say, I HATE cold and flu season. Mum's soup is brilliant but I have things to do, like shopping, instead of being all stuffed up and headache-ish. I also am going shopping tomorrow too. Maybe people will avoid the sneezing awesomeness that I am because they think I'm contagious and I will get done that much sooner.