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I'd gotten used to having some time between my dreams to kind of process everything that happened in them but no such luck this time. So let's see things I've learned are true in my dreams:

1 - Vampires are real and run my hometown.
2 - If your the mayor's daughter you can set people's houses on fire and no one will say shit to/about you for it
3 - My grandfather has the power to arrange for people to get out of town even though nobody is supposed to leave town because no one outside of Morganville can find out that vampires are real

And now to add number 4 to that list.

4 - Ghosts are real and I've come back as one.

I think I got a grand total of four hours of sleep last night, and when I woke up there was an old dusty hat and a pair of aviator sunglasses next to my bed. The only place I've seen those is in my dreams, and it's just fucking creepy that they're here now.

I'm so tired, but seeing the people I've come to care for, the people I look after die horribly keeps replaying over and over again in my mind.

This is one time I wish I my short term memory loss would kick in, but I don't think I'm going to be that lucky.

I don't even know. All I know is that I see a lot of coffee in my future today.

Things I learned this weekend: you are never too old to play chutes and ladders, you are also never too old to play dress up (especially if your daughter decides that you should try on one of her sparkly shrugs and tiara to be a princess), and that I need to shave and I need a haircut badly.

Oh well, I suppose I'll be heading to the barber after work today.

Ok, I wanted to to this earlier but a week of prolonged rage didn't really seem like the best time.

I need a job, and it was suggested that putting the word out here might be a good idea.

I'm a high school graduate, ex-marine, disciplined, weapons specialist.

I'm not really sure what I'd like to do. Something outdoors would be nice, but I'm not above washing dishes if it comes down to it.

If anyone's got any leads, I'd appreciate it. I'd like to start feeling useful again.

Wow. I just totally ripped out the door knob. Uh-ohs...

Does it ever feel like you're the only one who knows how to drive and everyone else on the road has forgotten at the same time? That's how I felt just now driving home. People shooting out of side streets at 50 miles an hour. People driving down the middle of a narrow two way street. Hardly anyone using their blinkers. Is it just me or does anyone else feel this way too?

Sometimes it is nice to just get back in front of a camera. That's not to say that I don't like running my own business but it's nice to not have to be in charge. It's quite comfortable to get back in a studio, in minimal clothing...

Here's one of my favorite photos:
SFW Sexiness

In a photo related note, I found the next image on my own camera. I suppose some handsome trick decided to snap it, perhaps in hopes I would eventually send it to him. It highlights my glorious backside...don't worry, I am not in the nude...this time:
Cute undies

Yes, this is an attempt to fish for compliments...because I need to feel good about myself.

Okay I can't decide if these are dorky or cool. I just know that I want a pair.

These dreams are beginning to make me restless. I have songs stuck in my head, I can't sleep because when I do I feel like I'm someone else, and that someone else has no desire to lay around and do nothing. It's killing me probably. Also I'm now engaged to a fish woman, I may, or may not have a crush on the red head farm hand named Malon, not to mention my crush on Saria... granted she's probably going to stay young forever and I won't. That's not even a discussion of personality, it's straight up true.

It's also hard living in that world, and waking up to the dull reality of life.

I say this because I'm currently sitting at work, watching people load things into boxes and take boxes off shelves and get them ready for delivery and what not. And I realize I'm super tired, and incredibly bored, and I've been doing this same routine night, after night, after night.

I need to stop complaining though, just more observing.

It's always a little confusing when I have a dream about Storybrooke and the Enchanted Forest in the same dream. Well, this time it was Neverland and the Enchanted Forest. We're still looking for Henry in Neverland and got attacked by Peter Pan and his Lost Boys. Then we went looking for Tinkerbelle to see if she would help us find Pan's hideout cause he kept moving his camp.

In the Enchanted Forest, Regina wanted me to give up my claim to the throne and leave The Enchanted Forest and I was going to do it, but David convinced me otherwise. He reminded me who I really was and that I couldn't leave my people so I was then determined to stand up against Regina. Of course, he kind of tricked me to get me to do it, but he meant well.

Serious question.

Is midnight into September 1st too early to start watching Hocus Pocus a million times? I am ready for this movie and I don't want to wait until October.