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In my dreams, I killed a girl. The girl was friends with the girl I'm in love with, so I did it to make the girl love me.

In my dreams, I really don't get how relationships work. Like, at all.

The decision that I discussed needing to make the other day has been made( Read more... )

Anyone else want to punch their dream selves in the face for being stupid? Seriously, dream me runs into Hell on purpose. Anyone else would go "oh, is that a doorway to Hell? No thank you!" but dream me just sort of heads on in.

She also has really bad 80s hair, but real me had that too. Can't fault her for that.

A series of pictures gets uploaded to Wade's wall on accident. They include:

Pinkie Pie playing X-box
Pinkie Pie singing
Wade pulling the sheets off of Pinkie in bed
Wade and a Monkey playing chess
Wade losing to the monkey
Wade and the monkey lugging a torpedo
Wade running away from Monkey standing on the torpedo
Torpedo exploding
Up close to an Oliphaunt
Wade on top of the Oliphaunt
Wade shooting orcs from the Oliphaunt.
Wade on the Oliphaunt at Taco Bell
Wade and the Oliphaunt in front of Disney Land
Wade and the Oliphaunt at the ocean
Wade mooning the camera.
Wade and the Oliphaunt on the road.
Wade and the Oliphaunt in front of Reno's 'biggest little city' sign.
Wade and the Oliphaunt at a wedding chapel.
Wade and the Oliphaunt at Lake Tahoe
Wade and the Oliphaunt confronting some Gangsters
Wade loading the Oliphaunt up with a large stockpile of weapons.
Wade and the Oliphaunt on the Road again.
Wade and the Oliphaunt approaching Los Angels
Wade and the Oliphaunt getting pulled over
Wade getting beat up by LAPD
Wade strapping rocket launchers to the Oliphaunt's tusks.
Wade and the Oliphaunt charging into Easterlings, rocket launchers firing.

Some close friends of mine happened to have their first baby yesterday. That's right, on Mother's Day. I'll leave the official announcing to them, but I am now an honorary uncle. Feels fitting.

I...haven't seen Ollie or Roy since Saturday morning. They WERE going to do a practice thing after we had breakfast, but somewhere between throwing bacon and blueberry chocolate chip pancakes at each other (boys. I don't even) and the part where they came back from shooting to hang around all day, they're just...gone.

I mean, is the OC having some weirdness that's keeping them away or should I be calling the cops right about now? I'm FINE, I mean I've been alone a lot longer than this but...I don't know. Worried, I guess.

I didn't even know I cared.

Anybody else have someone missing right now?

A werewolf, a vampire and a ghost. It feels like it should be the start to some kind of joke. And here I was worried that my dreams were going to end up being boring. Guess I don't need to worry anymore.

I've joined the ranks, I suppose.

The first dream was lovely, and so full of hope. And I knew these would be coming after but I didn't quite want to believe it.

But now they have and it wasn't lovely at all. So full of pain, and blood, and death.

I know there's more to come later because my friends all survived in my dream. It ended with us sitting there, waiting out the night. Trying to see what will come with the morning.

If it gets worse, I don't know that I can bear it.

Just a quick post because I only have a few seconds to spare, but my wife and I (mostly my wife) gave birth to a healthy baby boy on Sunday. His name is Samwise. Now, if you excuse me, I need to get back to them.

I guess since the excitement of Mother's Day is over now, I can make my formal introductory post to this network. This is so much better than Facebook. I hate all those stupid game invites.

So, how's everyone doing on this fine Monday?

I didn't realize that Mother's Day was different here in America. Back in England, it's in March, and equally as pointless. It's full of half-hearted sentiment and ridiculous statements written on card in four seconds. The same is true of Father's Day. Pointless. Entirely pointless.

Well, perhaps not entirely pointless. Hallmark and the like certainly see the point; it's almost perfect in terms of marketing. Everyone knows it's a trick, but you must participate in the trick or your fellow victims will see you as selfish rather than in full possession of integrity. It's like shaking a man's hand so he can steal your watch.

.....even I sent a card to my daughter. She has children.

Stupid holiday.

I beg all the teenagers and pretty much anyone else out there, do not try eyeballing vodka or any other alcohol. It can burn your corneas and cause blindness. I don't even understand how this became a thing. Who thought that pouring vodka in your eye was a good idea?

Everything is going along splendidly at the theatre. I couldn't ask for a better crew. So very good at following even my somewhat picky instructions.

I have to admit, it's very tempting to sneak into the basement and start building my own little space, like I saw in my dreams. But there's no lake under this theatre, unfortunately, which completely kills the ambiance.

I can announce it here now, since it'll be online within hours after we just got out of the meeting, so, here goes my little announcement as to the fate of Boardwalk . Any of the fans out here will be relieved to know that we've been picked up for a second season, and will be adding new plots, a new main cast member and so much more. Our shocking finale is airing on Thursday night and you definitely wanna be there to see what's coming. Holly Go-Heavily has gotten herself into a bit of a jam and it's up to Myrtle, Mr. Wendell and Emilia to help her through. The results of their attempts will have some interesting repercussions.

To celebrate our successful premiere season, we were presented with this outside the meeting:

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That's actually cake, yeah. And I've actually got to get to work!

So, my sister told me that I should check this thing out. Although, I barely use facebook, so I can't promise that I'll actually use this thing a lot. Anyway, I'm Jeremy Gilbert and I can't wait for summer vacation.