Network

I thought I should take advantage of the ten minutes of relatively pleasant weather outside, lacking any oddities we've all come to love-hate, to make a post and say that I'm looking for an executive assistant of sorts and thought I would try the network first. It's helpful to work closely with someone who A. does dream and B. understands many 'unique' situations, as well as my own.

It would be in a business environment since I am a lawyer and heading up the company's legal department, but no legal background required. However, if things go well and you're interested in paralegal training that can be arranged.

In other dream-related news, I'm not sure what to do with the black-swathed coach that appeared in our yard (thank everything it wasn't raining blood today) besides offer carriage rides for couples going for gothic romance. Suggestions welcomed.

Okay seriously this is getting ridiculous. What sort of sick freak knocks someone out and leaves a threatening note in their teeth!? Ugh! I had to do personal oral surgery this morning and that was not easy or fun.

Hey, the sun isn't trying to burn me or anything!

My dreams have taken a weird turn.

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Strange weather we're having, huh? Feels like the harbinger of some kinda apocalypse. I like it. You could say it's a coincidence but I say it's a great way to be welcomed to the area. Like rolling out the red carpet.

Met a short scruffy man who was good in the sack and he told me to check this place out.

Please tell me things are over. I'm tentatively venturing out into the sunlight and hoping nothing else will be dropping from the sky or attempting to kill me in some fashion.

Huh. I woke up this morning with a weird understanding of how to defy gravity fight in a completely different style. I was just telling someone I hadn't dreamed in a long while, too. What a time to be having them with everything I've been reading out going on.

I hope you're all okay. If you need to find shelter and you're in Costa Mesa, you can hide out at Seventh Heaven.

If people would quit pointing guns at me in my dreams, that'd be bloody fantastic! Honestly, Paul can not be more of a douche. I really don't think that's possible. I can't say how happy I am that in real life we don't have DYAD after us. Yes, we have other shite happening, but at least no one is constantly after Sarah and the others.