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Most of the classes I'm going to be teaching nights starting this month, part of one NAMI's programs and focusing on family members who have an adult relative living with mental illness, are all full which I'm glad to see. But I thought I'd also mention one of the behavioral health conferences coming up - for all members of the community, and there will be information on patient rights and also the variety of behavioral health resources in the OC. May 18th, in Santa Ana.

On the dream front, it's looking pretty...dire. I'm not so sure I'm even going to make it to the end of our adventures due to the fact that my own arm is trying to kill me. We've done a lot of traveling to lend a hand where needed, which helps with building alliances. The Emerald Graves are beautiful in a tragic way, so very green, but we nearly got stampeded by herds of aggressive druffalo and ganged up on by tribes of giants. Most of the battles consisted of them swinging their arms, knocking Blackwall back, and stomping in the dirt.

He just kept coming though. Maker bless him. I miss that bearded grizzly.

I also knew I needed my very own Judgment Throne for my living room, and was so glad when it appeared there. That was sarcasm, by the way. This thing is atrociously ugly.

So... What's there to do around here?

I am having dreams that people here seem to talk about. It is strange to see a different life play out. The life of my dreams is an intriguing one so far. I have been called a prodigy, having extreme potential for magic. I was taken to the Yshari Sanctum at the age of seven to be trained in the arcane arts, and it is a breath-taking place of learning and magic. The Sanctum is the center for studying magic, and is the headquarters of the Mage Clans. I believe I will like exploring my craft there.

Is it strange to long for a place that you have only seen in your dreams? Or to miss someone you have only met in your dreams? Though my teacher in my dreams has much in common with the violin instructor I had when I was younger.

I found something beautiful when I woke up this morning. A silver grenade. It's a weapon designed by one of my friends in the dreams. You pull the tab and it bursts into a cloud of silver dust that burns the Strigoi's flesh. It doesn't kill them, but it hurts like hell and makes for a great distraction while you chop their heads off.

So, if the Strigoi ever invade Orange County? I'm well on my way to being prepared.

Some big time Bryan Singer type director wants to make Rage into a movie, in my dreams. Michael's boyfriend seems to be the only one looking at this whole thing realistically while Michael and I are already planning what we're going to do with the money we get from it and we haven't even talked to this director yet. All we've gotten is an email saying he's interested. Brian and I also made a bet on who could sleep with this new guy first. If I win then he's taking me to Ibiza and if he wins I'll go back to school. ( Mention of death )

In real life news, the exhibit Saturday night went great. As much as I love showing off my art, I love seeing everyone elses'. I can't wait for the next show.

So, I called to get a new picture window put in the front window. Which was apparently super easy because the window dudes already had the measurements and knew exactly what house it was.

... I ain't going to have to explain to these dudes why we've been through three windows in a year, am I?

There's something quite charming about a place where the first thing you see is an old, very hyperactive friend being stuck inside the body of your grumpy baby brother.

I was hoping for a wild ride, and this certainly seems like the place to find such a thing. I'm Kitiara, and I've just move to town, partly for business, partly to see what was behind Tasslehoff's completely insane stories (though, I'm getting the impression that these stories are based more in truth than any of his others), and partly to embarrass my baby brother, Raistlin. I do have childhood photos of him, and you can lay your eyes on them for a price.

Some of the staff told me this forum was a great place to meet people and make friends. Now that's time to say hello, all I can think to say is a simple question:

Who can recommend the best farmer's market in the area? I woke up today with a terrible craving for fresh pears.

I need to fill a swimming pool with shea butter. Or, at least, a spa. I thought that I had all the stretch marks that I could have after Ben... but apparently not.

Goodbye, bikinis. Goodbye forever.

Later this month, my boyfriend turns twenty one. Still trying to figure out if I'm robbing the bloody cradle or not. Don't think so, but some people might think it. Anyway, back to the point of this post, his birthday is this month and I want to throw him a party. After the shite that goes on in his dreams, he deserves it. This is partly to find out who is friends with Josh Washington on here and to see if anyone knows of a good male stripper. Yes, I've planned parties with male strippers before, but I want the best for this party.

Guess dad decided my brother and I finally existed after cutting off contact with me for years. How quaint. A letter.

One of my classmates recommended this site so I figured I'd try it out.

Hi I'm Kurt! I'm from New York but moved out here to go to school.

I'm currently finishing up my first year at FDIM.

I have two cats, Mungojerrie and Rumpleteaser. I'm also a bit of a Broadway nerd.

Okay Valarnet, on the heels of the super fun weekend I spent in a blonde (Hey Sharon, how's Viv, can I please come babysit soon?) I got a serious question for you guys out there that wake up with nifty new skills.

How likely is it that, one day, I will wake up shooting lasers from my eyes? (Please be aware, I can do this in my dreams, it's not just a random thing I cooked up.) And is there a way I can sort of save my dad the stress and worry of having to rebuild to roof of the house? (Especially since it stands to reason he might need to do it three times.)

Up until now, I never actually worried about it. But now, with the body changing and werewolves being a thing I now accept as normal everything, it's best to get a jump start on this.