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My dreams are still soldiering along into madness. I mean, quite literally. Kirkwall is actually a lot like Orange County these days in that when something odd happens there you just sort of go "Oh Kirkwall, are you being crazy again?". I have no idea how the dream Hawke hasn't gone insane, but I suppose we're a lot alike and just find it all amusing and somewhat exhausting.

I know they aren't done because Anders hasn't done whatever he does that makes Sebastien so very upset. We've just now gotten back from an expedition and dwarves continue to be complete and utter bastards, by the way. Varric's brother's gone nutters, so at least someone in my dreams has gone crazy. And then Carver went and joined the Templars. Bloody brilliant move, really.

OH and I met another person that I think resides here. Isabela, is it? You know I think that if anyone in the dreams was going to convince me to 'cross the street' so to speak, it would have been you.

This is the only Christmas song I actually really like.



That said, the Youth Orchestra Annual Holiday Concert is next Sunday, December 15 at 7pm.

Please come. It will be a lovely time, and there's going to be refreshments and such at intermission and afterwards. This year we've managed to put together a variety of songs that we shouldn't all be completely sick of...mostly. There's some standard stuff in there, of course, but we've managed to finally win the fight to please not do Jingle Bells this year.

Also, this will be my last concert with the Youth Orchestra, so I'd extra appreciate it if you'd all come out.

Yours truly ages out officially on Christmas (ah, the wonders of a holiday birthday,) and come spring I'll be sitting auditions for chairs at the grown up musical table as my brother-in-law so helpfully stated. (He then revised his statement to Big Boy Musical Chairs and about fell over laughing at his own joke. I'm pretty sure he's going to make an excellent father some day. The humor's already right there.)

And even then, if you'd like to see just me play (or a duet with a lovely pianist depending on the time of night and which lovely pianist it is,) you can find both my violin and me Thursday, Friday, and Saturday nights at Lux. [website link]

But seriously, come to the concert. It'll be an emotional night for me with the group I've spent the past eight years or so with.

FUN NON-CHRISTMASY BASED DISCUSSION.

As an avid reader of these boards, I can't help but noticing a lot of us are shameful flirts. To this end I ask: does anyone else ship people on this board or am I just crazy? Like, there's some of you who aren't dating but I just want to smush your faces together and be all NOW KISS.

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Like that.

I swear to god, you guys are going to make me go all Fiddler on the Roof on your bottoms and start randomly setting you up. Which would turn out badly, since I'm sure some of you are like me and are taken but can't turn off the flirt.

I guess I'm just saying augh, Valar, why so cute?

I want to buy every toy ever for all the toy drives. All of them. The ones I see outside at all the Christmas-like events, and the ones in the bank... you know, how they have those little tags with what the children want on them? And you guy the gift and bring it (unwrapped, of course) to the bank so they can disperse the gifts to all the kids? That's what I want. I don't want to have to remember another Christmas where all Harry got from the stupid Dursleys was some pocket lint. Or something else equally insulting. I don't like thinking about it that way.

Really, Hermione. Honestly. Posting on the internets after three glasses of wine. How could you.

So. I've been married for 5 weeks and 3 days. ( How did this happen? )

Bloody hell! I think my laptop has a virus. I don't know how I would have gotten a virus, because I don't download things, but it keep shutting down on me every time I get to the desktop. This wouldn't be so bad if I didn't need my laptop for work. Luckily I don't need anything off it tomorrow and I have the upcoming Science test on a flash drive, but I am going to need things off it before Christmas break. Can anyone help?

I turned into a creepy, CREEPY ass doll in my dream last night. China doll thing. It was... ridiculous. Sometimes my adventures with the Doctor are ridiculous.

Not that I'd give them up for anything in the world, mind you. But they're often ridiculous.

I fell asleep with Christina on my chest and we slept for four hours. When I woke up, I was a bit of a mess. I'd leaked all over and my boobs were hard as rocks. God, Engorgement is a bitch

I had these dreams about such really dark times. It was before I met Oliver the battle at Hogwarts, before Fred when the Ministry was out to get Harry Potter. Really dark. Curfews and everything. I just kept my head down. My father was half, and my mother pure, so I was safe. But I didn't like what was going on at all. And I spent a lot of time with Fred and George, so.

God, this post just made me really sad. I'd better post it before I start crying. Too late. :(

Who wants to help me get Logan into a Santa suit for the children's hospital?

I have dreamed an entire lifetime. Will they ever cease these relentless repeats? Or am I destined to continue dreaming the same strange, other life for the rest of my days?

Dudes. So I kinda had a dream, like what everyone is talking about on here sometimes, and it was kinda a crazy one.

I was on some tropical island, and I think we survived a plane crash. Like, me and a bunch of people. And there was this guy...Jack I think his name was? Running around trying to help people, and it was all kinds of chaos. And later I was helping hand out what was left of the plane food to people, and there was this really pregnant chick and I gave her two meals. Cuz you know, eating for two.

And THEN, at night, we were all kinda chilling out by the pieces of wreckage waiting for help to come, and this crazy noise comes from the jungle, and the trees start moving like something out of Jurassic Park.

Also, Charlie, I think you were in my dream too.


Edit: Does anyone think I should play these numbers: 4 8 15 16 23 42?
I kinda won the lottery in my dream too and won a ton of money with 'em. Mom says I should, but I dunno.