Network

Something happened that I never thought would happen in my Dreams. I met a Strigoi who isn't entirely unpleasant. Well, he's half-Strigoi. His story is rather interesting. His mother was pregnant with him when the Master himself fed from her. She was turned, but before she could transform fully he was born. Now there's some sort of prophecy that he's supposed to be the one to bring down the Master and once the Master dies he'll die, too. His name in ancient Rome was Quintus Sertorius, but now everyone calls him Quinlan. He's rather tall and terrifying and even better with a sword than I am. He seemed awful interested in me. I don't think he sees many women.

After taking the last semester off, while I adjusted to being a Silent Brother, I decided to go back this semester now that I've got a fairly good handle on it. The semester started on Wednesday and classes being Monday. I'll admit, oddly enough, I'm a little nervous about going back, which is strange since I've always liked school. I suppose, being able to read minds, I worry that I may become overwhelmed in large groups despite thinking that I have control over it. I know most of my worries are unfounded, but I suppose the dreams will do that to you. At least I'll have Will on campus if I have any problems.

Dream Me is smart. She knows she's no match for this super insane werewolf. I think she feels like shit that her cousin, my cousin, is marching out to fight that crazy thing, though. She just advised Roman a nameless, uberprivileged upir on how to take the beast down. I suspect there's a big battle coming. I hope everyone lives through it.

All right, all right. I admit it. I think someone found the kool aid and drugged my drinks. This is just weird. I don't like it. Nice orange vest, blondie.

How to fuck with your Orthopedic Surgeon: Pull the pins out one at a time and not even flinch.

A few more days and I'm back to work because I am just that bored.

I think I may have given the poor lady a heart attack, but she's okay now. I just told her I don't feel pain. (It felt weird as hell, but it didn't hurt.)

They say distance makes the heart grow fonder but ... I dunno. Did I miss home? Sure. Am I glad to be back? I guess, but that's more because Orange County is Orange County and less because of home. Though there's something really, really great about not paying for my own food or room anymore. (Thanks, mom and dad.)

Anyway, now that I'm back, I figured I'd finally see why everyone is raving about this network. Like, not literally raving, but even before I left people were talking about it. I just never bothered because I didn't plan on hanging around much. Best laid plans, huh?

(PS hello I'm Loki)