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I have been lost somewhere deep deep inside Orange is the New Black. I feel like I've missed things.

So my kitchen is a complete mess and will probably take a lot of cleaning but I do have boyfriend made cupcakes to show for it so I can't be mad at him.

And so after having finally managed to clean cupcake mix off of Athos's ceiling, I had more dreams. The capital D kind. We were celebrating Porthos's birthday and he was drunkenly trying to shoot a melon off of Aramis's head. I was concerned but apparently he'd never made the shot sober so Aramis let him do it. Anyway, Porthos ended up getting framed for murder, and set for execution. He was broken out of jail while we were trying to figure out how to save him when the Court of Miracles did. It bought us some time to find the real killer, which of course we did because that's what Musketeers do.

I also woke up to a large pistol. One I recognized from the dreams on my desk. It almost looks like the one Aramis received but less ornate in design. All the same I'm rather fond of it.

I'm back less than a month and I've already got a potential long-term care situation for a patient. With an alien chip in her brain, what the fuck

We've moved her to my facilities so I can monitor her more closely. She's a stubborn bampot so I've hopes she'll come out of it.

So I think I know now what everyone is talking about when it comes to these dreams. I had one last night that was so vivid and I really felt like I was there. I even recognized a few people like Derek, Lydia, and my parents. It was weird I was like back in high school I guess and I made friends with Lydia and there was some guy I was obviously into. I said some things in my dream that was totally unlike me, and I am either dating this guy or I don't even know. It was strange.

On a different note I am moving soon so is there anyone with a truck that wouldn't mind helping me move some stuff?

Spending time with the new pets in the house has been lovely. Although I'm anxious to find work again, soon. I've never done well with sitting at home on my butt. It's just not me. Strangely I've been blissfully free of Dreams, which has been nice, that is one thing I'll take here.

Woah okay, yeah, uh first time Dreamer here, please tell me they're just really potent dreams, right? I have a feeling though, after seeing so much on here, that when it hits you like a ton of bricks and you wake up feeling weird about it all, it's not so much dream as Dream.

I got home today and found a big, glass-fronted case set up in one of the unused corners of the warehouse floor, and my uniform from the dreams on a mannequin inside it. It's just like the one from the Cave - if it weren't for the surroundings being very firmly my house, I could almost swear I'm fifteen again and about to go suit up for a night of patrol with B when I stand in front of it.

Also, the uniform itself is definitely too small for me :( , but the equipment stored with it is totally usable.

My dreams are exhausted. I never want to be President. Especially not of a whole planet. It's quite ridiculous.

I don't know who is more exhausted. Me in real life or me in my dreams. It's funny because I know my dream self would be horribly appalled to have children.

A question for you lot. What's the most romantic wedding proposal you can think of? How would you want someone to propose to you?

It's rather obvious why I'm collecting ideas. I want it to be special.

That moment where you take a nap and have a dream some hot blonde knight "came to your rescue" when you were about to kick some bandit ass.

Then waking up and realizing there is no hot blonde knight in real life.

Where can I find me one of those? Preferably one that doesn't call me a flatchested kid. I looked up craigslist for the shits and giggles and I'm currently traumatized.