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Waking up to find out that I left the stove on last night? Lovely way to start the morning and proof that I should not be allowed to cook after rehearsals. At least the flame was still blue? Between that and a bottle of stress relieve body lotion falling and breaking, I really hope that it is not a sign of how this day is going to go.

[Filtered to Friends]
(ooc: feel free to assume if you've at least talked to Rocket in the past)

I'm planning a trip to either NV or AZ.

I need a decent gun range and seeing how uptight Cali is about guns I'm heading out of state. Maybe for a couple of days. Maybe for a weekend. Just something to cure this trigger finger I got.

So who wants to come?

Anyone ever come to a point in these dreams where you don't know whether to feel guilty because you inflicted so much damage to the people around you to save your own ass - or to applaud your own twisted, manipulative ingenuity on faking your own death? Starting witch hunts, making deals with a werewolf, coming between two brothers again--

Mystic Falls. 1864. What a ride. I'll drink to that while taking advantage of this hotel room's bubble jets.

If my dreams have taught me anything, aside from the fact that apparently I'll drive across the country for my ex-girlfriend's incredibly fucked-up baby shower in a town that I hate, is that I should apparently never be trusted to change a diaper. RIP, little doll baby.

This year, for April Fool's Day my roommate:

-Replaced the bar of deodorant in its container with cream cheese.
-Covered my soap with clear nail polish.
-Somehow managed to cover every inch of surface space in my room with red solo party cups.
And:
-There is a tray of "candy apples" in the fridge that I am highly suspicious of.

This is the price I pay every year for living with a Kender prankster.

It's a little narcissistic, I know, but I couldn't resist looking up my own action figures and I found this

The fuck?!

Some jackass in my history class interrupted the professor to tell her that everything she'd just said was wrong and spent ten minutes explaining why. Was severely tempted to see whether or not I could stab him with my pen. I'm pretty sure by the end of it my classmates would've helped me hide the body.

Prof soundly proved him wrong too, so he's now got a sound public thrashing to add to the multiple death wishes. Fuck him and everyone like him.

So. Theoretically speaking, if someone were to have had a dream about being able to hear peoples' thoughts and woke up being able to read minds, how would he get it to motherfucking stop? Also, could anyone explain why that might have happened?

If anyone needs me, I will be MIA for a few days...so, I hope no one needs me.

Need some time away from the hustle and bustle...cause my best friend left

[Private to Max Trevelyan]
If there is any alcohol missing from Skyhold, it wasn't me.

want to know what's fucking creepy? skeletal fucking horses. that's what. also i have never seen them before, but they were pulling the carriages. i mean, okay, they're also fucking badass as hell, but fuck. according to dream knowledge, they're called thestrals. that sounded convincingly like me