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Labor Day and Tony and I have decided to actually take the day off ourselves and enjoy the parks and beaches that we have so close.

I hope everybody has a lovely day planned too.

This place is like the biggest freaking asshole ever. How is it that 1. I'm officially nocturnal, 2. I can't go out in the daytime without shriveling up and dying (seriously, already tried that one with a fancy ring), and 3. My tribal tattoos just randomly appeared and yet none of my tribe's magic has touched me at all? Like, I can't do shit. Come on, Orange County.

It's reaaaaaally lonely when you have 3959294 hours to kill during the night but luckily I still have my night job. I'm just not dancing anymore, I'm managing the club. Before you ask, no, it's not really all that great to look at tits and asses constantly and I was making more dancing than I am running the place.

( Vlad )

AT LONG LAST -

Next weekend, September 12, Enzo and I would like to announce the Grand Opening of PURGATORY!

It was delayed a week due to construction and the building inspector, but it is set and ready to roll out. The 18 and under nights will not begin until the first week of October, nights TBA.

Get ready for the party to begin somewhere between Heaven and Hell.

Even though it's over, I'd assume anyone under its power would at least like to know the name of the spell - Shattered Sight. Consider it a dream bleed over in a way, and it did exactly what it was meant to do: turn you against your loved ones to destroy one another. Fortunately for us, it was stopped before it went that far. File that under the list of 'dream baggage occurrences,' as we've had plenty.

Public announcement aside, gaudy Disney Villains have graced my dreams, Robin Hood and his family are no longer in the picture, but neither is Rumpelstiltskin. How fitting, though I doubt we've seen the last of him there. We're never quite that lucky.

( Private to Emma )

Is this what is considered socializing, now? Talking to each other from behind a computer.

I don't mind it. I find it fascinating and bizarre that we can be social without seeing someone face to face.

This is where I introduce myself, isn't it? My name is Francis, I work at the San Diego Museum of Art. I am a curator and an art historian.