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Suspension of disbelief is needed for about two minutes.

So; does anyone on this crack pot place know or is a brain surgeon who will not ask strange questions beyond 'how much can you pay me'?

So is this the whole foods of strip clubs?

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Sometimes you overhear interesting bits of conversations from your neighbors. The girl next door had her windows open while on the phone and was yelling at someone on the phone about how she was mad at some guy for, what I assume was proposing to a friend with a cubic zirconia diamond. Part of me wanted to know more, but she must have moved into another room to continue the conversation, because that's all I heard.

Figures that I find out what's to come in my dreams and I end up having new ones. Anna, Elsa and Kristoff went home. Robin left town with Marian and Roland. Bella banished Gold from town. We freed the Fairies. A Chernabog attacked and then Cruella and Ursula showed up. I don't think we even got twenty four hours to relax after the Snow Queen debacle.

I watched the strangest movie about time travel with my boyfriend. To be fair, we were only half watching it, so I rewatched it today after work. It's called Primer. It's actually pretty good. Anyone else seen it?

Well hello there, newbie on this whole community. My name's Marty and I just moved down here from up north, still in California though, and uh... well I'll be going to school around here. And I was told to make sure I hopped on this network, apparently it's a pretty big local thing? I don't know.

So I guess the first thing I should ask is where are all the best skate parks, and uh... what do you do around here? I mean, besides all the sight seeing.

So I think I finally had a dream of my very own - it was kind of cute and sweet in a sad sort of way. Definitely not me remembering anything from my life here. I was a little kid and my dad was playing his guitar in the living room and I was pretending to be a Flamenco dancer. At least I think that's what I was pretending to be. Growing up in foster care - that's not something I ever wished for. Living with my bioparents? Yeah. Flamenco dancing? Not really. At least one thing's the same - my dad's into music.