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My manager said that it would be a good idea for me to get to know more people here. My name is Sadako, but most people call me Sada. If you speak Japanese, we can speak that, but I'm fluent in English. Please, assume I know what you're saying.

So the puppy keeps chewing on the tree... And the ornaments.

And the rugs...

And furniture...

I think we need to buy some chew toys for puppy teething.

I keep dreaming of this most amazing place... the Prothean Archives on Mars. At least, before Cerberus got there it was amazing So much knowledge, so many discoveries, just waiting for someone to come and decipher it all...

It can't only be archaeologists who get feelings like that, right?

My dreams just took a turn for the weird.

[locked to Selina]

You need a skintight catsuit. For reasons.

I feel like I should ask this.

Does anyone else dream of a man called the Doctor? He's... strange. Alien. Travels in a strange blue box that makes the sound of the universe... mine has a scarf, longer than he is tall, and surprisingly good skills with a crossbow. Because apparently, there's more than one of him

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.

I'm afraid I've failed to introduce myself, as people seem to do on these things.

The name's Bond.

( Merry Christmas! )

I've woken.

It's weird to say that because I wasn't asleep, but... it sort of feels that way. After the explosions, and the darkness, it seemed like a long, continuous dream, some voices, some louder dreams, but...

A dream, and not one that took a long time. The darkness seemed to last years, and yet moments, at the same time. When I woke in the hospital, I honestly thought I had been out for hours. Instead I lost a week and some change.

And it's weird.

I'll be in here, probably, through Christmas. The likelihood of me getting out before that is low. And, while that doesn't bother me, it's just an odd thing. Previous to last Friday, I was planning on going to shoot simple scenes this week, and then get back to stunts and action this coming week. And now... now it wont be until around the new year before I can do that, really. If not later.

So... I'm awake. And I'm, bored.

Hello, again, Valarnet.

To all four of my teachers who thought that "Holiday Homework" would be "fun" and "distracting":

May you choke on some really old, crusty dicks. Fuckers.

I hope you get bird flu,

Violet Harmon.

Does anyone else dream they are a terrible person? I awoke from a nap with the desire to get very, very drunk. I think I am going to do that.

[Private to Roy:]
I think I understand now. I am ... are you free?

It figures that I move back to California and it's going to be raining for the next two days. If I had wanted rain, I would have stayed in England. Of course then I might have been forced to kill one or both of my brothers. I'm just glad to be away from their constant bickering. It was enough to drive anyone mad. If it weren't for our father's bloody business, they wouldn't even speak to each other. I am 100% sure of this.

Some of you will be pleased to know that I bought a Christmas tree. A Charlie Brown Christmas Tree.

Even in the dreams that seem to be set earlier than all the sidekick bullshit, Superman's an antisocial dick.

WHY do we all like this guy again?

Kara, if you're out there, man I feel for you, kid.

Okay. The dreams aren't funny anymore.

Calling in tomorrow cause tonight I'm getting shit faced.