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I am very, very glad to be back in my own body. This was a weird week, and I'm really glad it's over. Today is a nice day to spend sleeping, and tonight, well, I think it might be a good time to hang out on the beach, I think.

Now, at least, I can get back to work without any odd questions. Or randomly tasting color.

I'd forgotten what it was like to have certain human needs.

My dreams haven't been my usual dreams for awhile now. They haven't even been my normal dreams either. All I really get are quick glimpses of images and sounds. Voices mostly. I can't tell what the words are saying, but I recognize the language.

In other news, I need more scotch.

Is it safe to come out yet. Everyone is who they're supposed to be?

Well, I must say that I'm very glad I missed this latest shenanigan. It would have been quite hard to do my Bar Exam if I had been in another body. And can I just say that I'm really glad that is over with for now? I can't believe I have to sit and wait until November to find out if I passed or not. I understand why it takes so long since there's SO many of us taking the test, but come on.

This now means that I can go out and have some fun. What's going on that I should go do on this lovely Sunday? Or hell, even this week. I need to get out and away from my books.

I can't believe that school is about to start. It's so strange to be going off to college instead of High School. There's orientation to do and classes to make sure I'm registered for. I've got to go make new friends and live in a dorm and try not to get lost. I'm feeling slightly overwhelmed just thinking about it, but at least I've got one friend there already.

Anyone have any tips on surviving college? Oh! And does anyone do any personal training around here? I think I'm going to really start hitting the gym and try to do some sports at school.

I hit the bars and vault for the first time in like a year. Like the ... real stuff. Memory is still there, body still there thanks to all the exercise I do...

But I think something was missing. I think I was missing the fire. I think maybe I'm scared I'll hurt myself again.

I'm dragging a new friend on a bar crawl at five. We're starting at Joeyrays.

We might as well make this a thing.

I find myself lacking motivation of late. Either to do the things I love to do, or to seek out new things to try.

I don't suppose anyone has any suggestions for a hobby?

Oh my gosh, Happy Sunday, everyone!

Life is amazing and Orange County is gorgeous, and I've had so much espresso today! I can't believe I get to be here, though, and Zellie was so nice to let me live here with her for a bit.

We're going to be moving to Newport Beach and setting up a new studio! Then I can start recording a new album. Isn't that exciting!? I can't wait to get started.

Oh... and it's me, Jillian Pufka! Really really, I verified and everything!

I hate Sundays. It's such a slow day, that I don't really get much to do. It's good for training and exercise. Just bad for business.

Well I'm back to... being myself, I suppose. My niece teased me relentlessly that I looked like a member of a boy band. Westlife? It was something like that.

[Locked to Wally]
I assume things have gone back to normal for you, as well.

Holy mother of awesome I am back in my own body! Body swapping is not nearly as fun as it is in the movies and tv shows. Wow, that was certainly a weird experience.

And I still have all my limbs, yay!

Oh, thank God for boobs.

I wonder if I don't have more in common with th'woman in m'dreams than I think. I'm startin' to just know stuff 'bout people.

BUT WHY ARE THE TITS GONE?

Aw, man, we're back to this again, huh.

Well, it was cool seein' the sights while I could, anyway. I guess I missed my earthbending anyway.
Dear Gwen, eat more sandwiches.