Network

It would seem that after several weeks now, my costume from my dreams has decided to show up. I found it hanging next to my cloak this morning.

It looks, quite frankly, as ridiculous in person as it does in the dreams.

I sort of wish I could conveniently lose my passport and move to Paris. Paris at sunrise It's an odd feeling though, feeling like I belong here when I've never been before.

Nothing better than some nice dream repeats to put you in a good mood. Oh and a day full of meetings. Deep. Joy.

Heard about this network, figured I would check it out. So far it seems like a public dream journal. Is that the 'in' thing to do around here?

omg. my professor wasn't kidding when he said he was just jumping right into things. my poor little head is gonna go kaboomy!

and to top it of my pops wants to visit and see how i'm doing!?! whaaaaat? why now? seriously. urgh.

can i go back to bed?

GUYS!!!

If we pool all our money together we could buy a volcano supervillian lair! Click me to read about it. It's not horribly far away - it could be a nice vacation house.

It's weird, the more I exhibit my old paintings the less I like them. I see where I wanna redo things and where I suck, and people are all 'oh no they're good' and I'm all 'yeah, well, they're not'. I'm not insecure, I just got better.

For the record, don't ruin your shoulder and break your arm in one go. The physical therapy is killer.

The club is going rather well. I do like when something works out like it should.