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A new year apparently means new dreams. I'm honestly not sure which part was worse; my father embarrassing me in front of Scott of being attacked by a coyote. Although, I think the coyote part wins since it happened in school. How it got into the school, in the middle of the day, I have no idea. I can only imagine what's going to happen in my next dreams.

On a better note, I had a really good time with Stiles at his work party last night. A lot more fun than I was expecting. I'm usually kind of awkward around a lot of people I don't know, but I wasn't even thinking about that last night. It was nice, for a change.

Middle of the night and I just went on an online shopping spree at Lush.com. I've noticed a bit of a trend that when Mickey has to go on a trip for a job and I'm not working, I have a tendency to do some on-line shopping. I should find something else to do otherwise I'm gonna buy more stuff. I'd go to bed, but I have an overnight tomorrow night, so sleeping now wouldn't really do any good. I need to wait a couple more hours before I go to bed.

I'm not sure I'm ready to go back to work next week. And I know if I'm feeling this way the kids are bound to be. I need to pick up extra finger paints just to be prepared

[Lance]

How do you feel about New Years Resolutions?

Even though the snow kept me from selling, it did give me a chance to stockpile my inventory, so that was a good thing.

Are there any sort of street fairs or farmer markets here that would be good for selling jewelry at? I've looked up some but if there are people here who know of any, I'd appreciate any suggestions.

While a five show run is rare, it was still well received and the proceeds went to a good cause.

Though not having any auditions lined up is rather strange. It's been nearly a year since I haven't been involved with a show in some capacity or another.

[Percy]
Thank you for accompanying me to the cast part the other night. I hope you enjoyed yourself?



[The performance was a five show run of Finding Neverland, from Dec 27 - Dec 31, as a charity benefit for a children's hospital for anyone who might have gone. She would have posted about it but life got in the way.]

I really wish I'd just gotten stupidly drunk on New Years and woke up hungover instead of what really happened.

We just had someone try to steal the cattle.

It's 2015, I'm pretty sure cattle rustling went out of style a long time ago.

I hate it when I see someone I don't want to see when the dreams start rearing its ugly head around. I'm also really, really craving a baked potato.

RIP, Auntie Aqua. You were a lady tinier than I, and you're damn welcome for those piggy-back rides.

If anyone feels the need to fess up in stealing my car, feel free to do so.

I promise I'll be quick to forgive. In the form of cutting your goddamn spleen out instead of outright murdering you.