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It figures that during a real election I'd dream about an election. So, in my dreams there's this guy named Stockwell who is the police chief and he's running for mayor and he's been cracking down on closing all the sex related businesses on Liberty Ave like the bathhouses and the backroom at Babylon. I started defacing his posters by painting Hitler mustaches on them and writing "Heil to the Chief" then I made my own posters and started putting them up. Brian told me to stop cause he was actually working for Stockwell's campaign as Stockwell's way of claiming that he wasn't homophobic, but later on Brian started helping me.

While that was going on Brian and I decided to try and find out who had killed the guy we'd found in the dumpster behind the diner. We'd found out that it might have been another cop and we wound up getting the evidence that we needed, which I'm not going to go into details on cause some people would probably think it's pretty gross. But we were told that we need more hard evidence before anyone could actually do anything.

I also got in trouble with my internship for the posters about Stockwell and I was supposed to apologize to the board for it, but I didn't want to cause I didn't think I had done anything wrong.

I've been having these dreams for about two years now and it still boggles my mind how fucking over dramatized they are. I mean, I know some people have dreams about vampires and superheros and other crazy stuff, but mine are more or less normal except for how over dramatized they are.

It actually left me with a scar.

That wasn't awkward at all.

So with Halloween just around the corner, I thought I'd share this article about the Mummy of Lady Dai, the best preserved ancient mummy in the world.

Despite the fact that my birthday seems to be cursed I'm still going to call it a success.

I had so much fun last night! Thanks again Midna. And to everyone who came <3

Can't wait for Vegas in a few weeks!

Today is International Day of the Girl, which puts a spotlight on the plight of girls worldwide.

For everyone who participated yesterday in the Journey Out Awareness Walk and 5K Run, thank you.

Next Saturday (the 17th), there will be another walk, The Walk for Freedom, which also has the option of sponsoring someone if you yourself cannot participate. There is also the Saving Innocence Gala that evening in Los Angeles.

[Jonathan]
How are you? Any word or development in the complication you mentioned when we met for empanadas?

[Anatoly]
Dmitri has cancelled on going to the gala with me and seems to think you would be interested in intending instead. If you are, the ticket is yours.

I'm over Grindr. When did we get so lazy that we can't go out to a bar to find someone to hook up with?

Early bedtime tonight! Nutcracker auditions are tomorrow! Everybody wish me luck.

I could stand a drink. My dreams took a turn for the weird. We're talking weird creatures called vampires that aren't like any vampires I've ever seen in movies or television. They had these nasty, long tongues that shoot out and bite you. In my dreams I'm presently in a gas station that's surrounded by the bloody creatures.