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We have a gig Saturday night at [insert name of club], so if you wanna come all you have to do is be at least twenty one. Just look for the marquee that says Sea Vegetable Conspiracy.

Also, just thought I'd share a picture I took earlier of my gorgeous girlfriend. I keep asking myself what she sees in a geeky guy like me, but I'm definitely not complaining.

It's really weird to wake up to find 'gifts' from the dreams after I've already dreamt about them. Like this morning there was a tape recorder with a recording on it, and a cell phone with text messages. I mean, I already know what happened with that and everything. At least I didn't dream about that again, I'm so tired of waking up freezing half to death.

Are you fucking kidding me? I have been waiting for months to start dreaming again, and instead of something new, I get Attack of the Man Eating Bunnies ver. 2.0: the extra fucking creepy version.

I guess this would be the second set of dreams I've heard people talking about. I didn't even finish my first.

Year Two of University is going to be much busier it seems. Though luckily my job works well with my course, they have offered to train me to be a personal trainer which fits in with some of the requirements of a project I need to do. This is good luck I think.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-37541035

So part of me thinks this is awesome and another part wonders if we shouldn't be encouraging people to find companionship with real people instead. Still it's pretty cool.

....apartment blown up while you shower by a serial killer with a fixation on your fictional alter ego isn't exactly a good start to the week.

Castle, this book you wrote in my Dreams is really a pain in the ass. And I hate her name. Nikki Heat? It sounds like she should be a stripper rather than a cop. I also might be dead, in which case I'll be kicking your ass in reality because I can't do it in the other one.