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Damn, so let me tell you about this year's Oscar goody bag. You know how when you were a kid (well, maybe not some of you - fuck, am I that old?) you went to classmates birthday parties and got goody bags at the end? Yeah, they do that for the Oscars too (by the way, Inferno's gonna sweep again - just saying my 'Best Director' trophy is coming soon).

Last year's swag bag was out of control.

Among other things, there was a breast lift, personalized M&M's, a 10-day trip to Israel, a 15-day walking tour of Japan, laser treatments, a vaporizer, and (kids, don't look), a vibrator. That sucker is worth $250, I mean, it was top of the line.

The Academy totally got on their asses for all that too, so this year it'll probably 'pale' in comparison. I'll keep you updated.

Not. Dead. Yet.

I had another Dream. Eph managed to wake me from my slumber, but I'm still feeling the Master's voice. I was dead set on translating the recording, but wound up puking in a bucket. Eph suggested I lay down. I said that was probably a good idea.

He made me soup.

He told me he was worried about me and would never be able to find his son without me.

His hand was on my knee.

Suddenly it got awkward and he left.

I don't know, Asami. I don't think it's Quinlan that Dream Me has a thing for.

My dad's band had a gig, tonight. It's always fun to play music, and I even got to sing a few songs.

I'm glad that my dad let's me sing whatever I want. Here's one of my choices: https://youtu.be/vmrFhUEwrKE?t=35s

Sorry that the camera isn't the best but we don't really have a professional videographer...is that the right word?


((Don't pay attention to the first 35 seconds of the video))

I don't care if people watch porn, but I don't think the school library is the place to do that. I came here to try and get some work done since my roommate decided to invite his friends back to our room tonight so I came to the library and went to the back where it's quieter and there's this guy watching porn on his laptop.

Come on!