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I've had some more of those dreams. Last night, Nine and Rose (that was her name, I know her name now) were in 10 Downing Street. With weird aliens that could hide in human skin, unzipping themselves. Slitheen. That's what they were called. I knew everything about them, and yet I was learning so much more.

They were kind of... Well, gross. To be honest.

They tried to take over the Earth, forcefully. We stopped them. As we do, right?

I look forward to seeing more.

( On a completely separate note: Messages to Tink, Billy, Amy and Tara's NPC Colleagues (MESSAGE BACKDATED TO FEBRUARY 13) )

Updating from the bus. Guy across the aisle keeps staring at me and he wants me to know it. His eyes are glued to my tits like he expects me to thank him for noticing. Dude, I know I have glorious tits. I get to look at them and touch them every day, and believe me, I do. Oh, you have no idea, guy. If you only knew.

This guy is a douche bottle. His collar is popped like it's... seriously, was that EVER attractive?

I always feel like I'm fighting my impulse to embarrass the hell out of guys like this. God, it would be so much fun. What if I just grabbed his phone out of his hands and took a picture of my breasts right here on the bus. Then I could say, "Here. Because you definitely can't jack off on the bus." Or something like that.

That would be so awesome of me.

What the fuck? I'm doing it.

Has anyone else on this message board realized what an amazing word 'banana' is? I mean, the fruit's great and all. But the word is pretty amazing.

Banana. Banana. Banana. ...then it sort of stops sounding like a real word.

I was told I should introduce myself. You can call me Thirteen.

I saw the fireworks LAST night. I blame that old man. He's probably trying to prove some dumb point that he's not old like his profile picture made it look like, and he's really some dumb 12 year old that's into illegal fireworks. I you're gonna get busted.

( More things I find when it's slow at work before the lunch rush. )

I remind myself that I am in your presence O Lord.
I will take refuge in your loving heart.
You are my strength in times of weakness.
You are my comforter in times of sorrow.

After a long talk with a counselor at school, and with my brother and sister-in-law, I think I'm coming to better terms with what happened during the Blue Flu. I don't know if my relationship with God will ever be the same, but change isn't always a bad thing. I think I've learned a lot, and I think I've grown. I will always love and miss Luis, I will always wonder what could have been, but I will try to release my anger over the situation.

That's all I can do. Turn to love instead of fear and anger.

I can honestly say that I'm glad to see the end of the Collectors. One less strange alien thing in my dreams.

I have to ask.

Has anyone else had... changes because of their dreams? In terms of things like skin colour and texture, I mean.

Guess it's a slow news day. Green marks in the sky? Seriously?

( John (Master Chief) )

Well now I'm down four thousand bucks, there goes that down payment to a new car. Oh well, still have my truck, and really that's all I need.

Just means I'll be drinking at home instead of at the bars as much, can't say that's necessarily a bad thing.

You can duplicate the Doctor, but you can't really duplicate the Doctor. Shocked I didn't know him from him. Then again, I didn't know me from me, either.

Turns out I was fake. A duplicate of myself, hidden because the real me was pregnant.

Dragon smoke is like Smog. Yuck. Dragons are really cool, though.

Mint Mochas will be the drink of the month for March, they'll be on sale from March 1 through March 31. I'll also be making clover-shaped cookies for St. Patrick's Day. New recipe this year. I'm really excited about them!

Does anyone know a woman called Regina Mills?

Can't wait for the weekend already. I think the Tuesday after a three day weekend is worse than your average Monday. Though, my "Sounds like someone's got a case of the Mondays" mug really helps. Especially when it's carrying my third or fourth cup of coffee in it.

Though, at this rate, I'll be up until four am.

There's been too much going on of late. Hard to keep it all straight, and so much of it was not good it's not worth mentioning.

Let's call Friday Night a free cover night with drink specials starting at 7. I think everyone could use it, eh?

The Tri-Wizard tournament sounds like a terrible, terrible tradition.

Having those dreams everyone keeps talking about. Funny how they're so similar to my waking life. Is that the case for everyone here?

Feeling nostalgic. I'm blaming the dreams I had last night.

Vampires, Vengeful spirits, mind control... my dreams just keep getting weirder and weirder.

What bizarre dreams. I like dreaming about Hogwarts, even though it's really strange. Makes me wonder what I ate before I napped.

What's good on Netflix?

So whose amazing week so far got ruined by a night time bailout request? That'd be this guy.

Not impressed.

Yes, there were fuckwords.

I can't believe how much has changed in only a few weeks. I mean, if someone had told me a month ago that I would have pole danced, I would have told them they were crazy and turned completely red. I still don't really know how that happened, but it was actually fun. Kinda glad Logan suggested going to that strip club the other night.

Apparently, we also have a puppy now. Well, Jubilee and Laura Janelle have a puppy now. They're the ones who have to walk him and pick up his poop and I'm Auntie Cass, who gives him treats and lets him up on the sofa.

About a week and a half and I'll be in Boston for the American Cup, so for the next couple of days, I've gotta practice as much as possible. Not to the extent that my dad pushed me, but I haven't competed since London, so I have to be at my best.

Attention valarnet. Since Enjolras has yet again done something asstastic to me, and seems to be feeling appropriately guilty, and because *I* feel really guilty for provoking it, and being immature about something that's really important, and that really matters, we've got a LOT of tension floating around in the cyberspace between us. We're probably gonna be worse in public until we've gotten the air all cleared.

My proposal? Make Out Session!