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Is anyone out there hiring? I kind of woke up with some ... well, wounds that are surely going to scar, which makes burlesque not really as viable as it once was.

I've done almost everything at least once, and I'm sharp.

Garment grids? Okay, that's the stupidest freakin' thing I've ever heard. Dreams, you are drunk, stop being in my head.

Baaaaasicaally I dream I can get awesome new superpowers by using this garment grid thing. And changing clothes. I'm sure it's more complicated than that, but WHO GETS SUPERPOWERS WITH NEW CLOTHES?

Oh that's right. I do.

I need more spheres - memories of people that they record on actual spherical things - but eventually I'll be able to do magical outfit changes like Superman only way more weird looking.

Derek, stop laughing.

I don't know why I'm at all surprised when I dream anymore. The whole town is cursed, really and my own life is like the Maker returned just to point at me and laugh. Very funny, Maker.

It's just like my life to fall in love with a man who hates everything I stand for, somehow get him to fall in love with me anyway, get into a shouting/punching match that leads to one glorious night together, and then wake up to find him leaving me. Bastard porcupine elf. You deserve all of that angst that dribbles off your words. Every ounce of it.

More dreams. More stuff about Katherine. Masquerade Ball happened. Katherine had a witch do a spell so no matter what happened to her happened to Elena so Stefan and Damon couldn't kill her. Then Elena got abducted by someone. Katherine was put in the tomb with a spell to keep her in, but she had the moonstone, which we still needed. Bonnie burned a picture of Katherine to make this ash that would incapacitate Katherine so someone could get in and get it, but I didn't want Bonnie to put herself in danger by trying to take down the spell that kept Katherine in the tomb, so I stole some of the ash and went on my own. Suffice to say, I got caught by Katherine and because of my ring she was able to drink from me as much as she wanted and I would just keep coming back.

Woke up around five thirty and considering I'd just dreamt about Elena being kidnapped, I went to check on her and I almost called the police when I saw that she wasn't sleeping. Got even more worried when I couldn't find her at all. Took me awhile to figure out where she'd probably gone and by then I didn't even try to call her cause I knew she wouldn't answer if I was right. You'd think she'd leave a note or something so I wouldn't worry. But then she'd actually have to think of me.

This is a thing? When did that become a thing. Why is that a thing? I can't be the only person who eats without taking a picture or posts about it on some social networking site.

I don't get it.

I love my kitty! I have this amazing kitty. Her name is Snowflake. She's pure white with a pink nose, and blue eyes. I got her not too long ago from the veterinary office. She's absolutely amazing. And sleeping on my lap right now!

So. Did everyone get laid on Valentine's Day? I hope so.

I was cleaning out my bedside table, and I found this... thing. I think it came from the dreams. I'm not sure what to do with it.

If I get rid of it, will it come back? Like a bad penny?
Should I give it to the person who gave it to me in the dreams?

...I hate the garbage disposal. Does anyone know how to fix a garbage disposal? Or... get things out of it?

I don't want to stick my hand in there. I've seen too many horror movies.

my favorite link of the day

BUT WHY THE HELL AM I A 17-YEAR-OLD-BUT-ACTUALLY-160-YEAR-OLD VAMPIRE IN MY DREAMS WHEN I LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME IN MY TWENTIES? And I apparently went to school twenty times, or something. How bored was I? And I still have a hundred journals to go through...literally.

[filtered; Damon Salvatore]

"Damon has lost his way. Though I have pulled my own life together, he continues to waste his. His bitterness consumes him. He is nothing but blackness and bile." Ouch. Sorry.

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