Network

In the dream, I made first line on the school's Lacrosse team. Of course my excitement was short lived, because it was the day of the full moon, which meant I had to focus on Scott, and keeping him and everyone else in Beacon Hills safe. That didn't stop me asking him to try and see if Lydia was at all interested in me, but instead he kissed her. Which pissed me off. And made me act out. I chained him to the radiator in his room, but of course he got loose. He's a werewolf, super strength and all. I came up on a bunch of police, and a body on a stretcher and I thought it was my dad...it wasn't, but. Talk about a high adrenaline feeling. These dreams are going to kill me, I swear. I'm going to have a heart attack or something.

The dream I had last night was super intense, but also kind of anticlimactic. Dream me does this thing called a soulgaze, and I can see into a person's soul. Down side is, what is seen can never be unseen. And the other person sees into my soul too. Like the true essonce, what's real beneath all the masks and costumes we wear, all that bull shit just goes away.

Some big bad mobster or whatever offered me money, lots of money, not to investigate the death from my last dream. I turned him down, even though I wanted, and needed, the money. I don't accept bribes or whatever. I got out of the car and hopefully made it to my next appointment on time.

My kid's been helping me figure this network out, and I can't help but think how different my childhood would have been if I'd had access to something like this. It feels a bit too much. I'm glad we didn't have this shit when I was young. I mean, sure, the convenience of everything right at your fingertips is nice, but it's also overwhelming. And cluttered. And yeah. It's too much.

Anyway. i had a hyper realistic dream last night. It honestly felt more like a memory, even though it wasn't. I was living the life of some washed up karate has been, struggling with just everything. My car got hit, and the tow took it to the place owned by my teenage rival. He'd won a karate tournament against me when we were kids, with an illegal kick. Funny thing, it was the same punk ass who won a boxing match against me when we were kids.

Yeah, I don't even know what to think about all of that.

So, these dreams everyone has been talking about. I finally had one and it's... interesting. Definitely a doozy on top of it. I'm not even sure how to handle it. Seems like being... bit woke me up. From a coma. How does being bit wake someone from a coma?

Dream me was worried about Dylan and didn't even know who Axel was. Or whoever was with him. Which is understandable.

Also, some chick wanted answers that I couldn't give and I'm pretty sure she wanted me dead. And being told that your daughter is dead, that just...

I'm going to go hug my daughter now.

Also, Axel's trying to keep me there and the other marine is trying to get me out of there. All of this is just downright crazy. And THAT hurt. Like a bitch.

Another dry spell is over. I had another dream last night. Picked up right where the last one left off. Apparently the others at the dropship managed to create fire and kill the grounders who were attacking them. Only Raven was left there, injured and unable to move. I'm the one who shot her.

The one asshole who was tasked with guarding me survived. And the dumbass took me to the dropship. Raven killed him. She tried to shoot me too, but she was out of ammo. I tried to help her, but then some others showed up, people from the Ark who came down and survived the landing. And Bellamy was with them. He tried to kill me, and got arrested and told he was no longer in charge here.

Dream me was really happy about that. They carried me and Raven back to their camp on stretchers. So, hey. At least I didn't get tortured this time. But I did get punched a few times. Thanks, Bellamy. And I lived another day. Hopefully Raven survived too, even though in the dreams she hates me. With good reason.

Okay.

Dream me is creepy as fuck. Actually, that's a bit beyond creepy. No thanks. I'm glad that I'm not fucking like that. He also seems to like cartoons. Not that there's anything wrong with that. Along with hearing voices inside his damn head, also seeing an eye in his hand

I'm not that fucking crazy.

Happy Birthday, Simon!

I love you more than I can ever express and I'm glad our paths crossed once again.


I hope you have a great day!

So, part of these dreams, so far they're still dealing with tribes. Looks like we went up against a tribe of blood thirsty men and I nearly died. My only saving grace was my mentor. I'm not even sure how to take these dreams. They're pretty out there.

Everyone should definitely wish my best friend Simon a happy birthday today.

Happy Birthday, Simon!

In the grand tradition of me - I’m giving myself Halloween off from planning parties so that I can enjoy my favorite holiday. And less selfishly so my assistant can do whatever she does for it. Last year it was the shadowcast for Rocky Horror Picture Show but I’m not sure if she’s mentioned it yet this year. Minako? You holding back?