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I found the most adorable little mini-me tooling around the house when I woke up this morning! I just want to know why my dreams always end in a cliffhanger.

I'm new here, and looking for work. I'm not particularly picky right now.

I have officially gotten to the point where I need a new job.

[Link to Resume, which includes extensive clerical work and randomly includes dance skills.]

Anybody hiring?

I watch Dancing With The Stars and I wish I could dance like that, but I'd probably break something if I tried.

I want to take Annie out, but I haven't gone on an actual date in years. Can anyone recommend someplace fun out here? It's kind of sad that I've been out here almost a year and still don't really know where things are. Guess I'm still a bit of a hermit.

Well... someone found out my birthday was this month. I almost escaped. Under the ruse of a private lunch was a surprise party. Not much for surprises or parties.

I think I had one of those Dreams you guys keep talking about. It was a little disconcerting, but ... pretty close to my own life. Instead of an inventor for a father, I had a museum curator.

They were kind of boring, actually.

There's nothing quite like dreaming that a friend of yours has been manipulated, died and instead of crossing over, tries to force you to go through your door.

Whatever is actually on the other side (and not being a ghost like me) is completely terrifying. I don't ever want to die. That was awful. He was trying to drag me through the door. These dreams just keep getting worse.

I need a drink.

Did anyone else see Bill Nye the Science Guy on Dancing with the Stars tonight? That was almost painful to watch. Jack Osbourne was better than I thought.

And no, I didn't choose to watch the show. Annie was watching it, so I watched it with her.

My basement recording studio is almost finished, which is exciting, because I'll get to start laying down tracks. Doing this on my own has taken much longer than my other two records took.

[Private away from any Malfoy]
So, my biological mother, Penelope Parkinson, was a bit of a slut. She thinks my father is dead, died in a motorcycle crash. Some guy named Bronte. She tricked my adopted father, Lucius Malfoy, into sleeping with her, then accepting me as his own.

Penelope Parkinson lives not far from here. I could drive out there and see her. I just... I don't know.

[Friends only]
I'm staying for a few nights with my brother and brother in law. Then I'll be looking for a new place to live.

So, producing and starring is much more exausting than simply acting in a film. I had no idea! I should have assumed as much... when I'm not on the lot for 20 hour work days, and sleeping in my trailer, I'm at home in bed, or trying desperately to catch up on the laundry. I apologize for my absence!

Thankfully it's only a 12 week shoot, and we're already through two weeks!

MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP! (September 26!) I can't believe it! 21 years old! I'm so old! ;) Big time party to celebrate! You KNOW I'm taking the weekend off of work!

It's official. The inheritance money is dwindling down into nothing and it's time I start looking for a job again. It's probably unwise to join a traveling carnival and show off my dragons for 10 bucks a pop, right? Sigh. I will have to go legitimate again, and considering how it turned out last time? You know, with my boss dead and all... I'd like something kind of low key. And that does not involve me taking off my clothes.

Actually, that last part is negotiable.











Joking!


Kind of.

Oh. Hello?
Yes. Hello.

I was tipped off to this bit of the internet by a sort-of colleague. He said it would be quite interesting; I would meet quite interesting people.

I don't know why he repeated himself like that. But I am rather new to town, and would like to meet interesting people. So. Hello. I'm Carlos.

Beyond introductions, I was wondering if I might be directed to an affordable area of town? I've yet to find an apartment, despite some efforts.

I've been thinking more and more lately that I should be trying harder to find my brothers and sisters.

I hate when long weekends go by super fast and by Monday night you feel like you didn't do anything all weekend. I mean, all I did, mostly was get the rest of my books, went looking for a job again and then hung out with Annabeth for awhile. And now it's Monday night and I've got class tomorrow. At least it's only four days of classes this week.

Looking for an opening act.

Please inquire below.

Just a question for everyone, how common is it that things from your dreams show up in real life? Because I'm pretty sure that just happened.

And my dreams have taken a pretty unexpected turn. Well, I guess unexpected for me, cause I'm pretty sure some of you already know what happened.

What am I gonna do with this shield, anyway?

So a couple of the record companies I've met with lately have suggested dying my hair. Apparently I'm a bit too 'boyband' at the moment.

Any opinions on here? Yeah I know throwing myself to the wolves here.

I know there was a girl on here a few days ago thinking along similar lines - did you decide to give it a go?

Well, at least I knew the change was coming.

Hello Valarnet. I'm Lara and I'm new to town. It's my understanding this is a great network for making contacts, and that's something I need to do.

I'm actually looking for a room mate. My best friend is still in London, and my family had a house out here that's too big and lonely for one person. It has access to a private beach and a public dock.

Hello, Valarnet... this is... well I suppose it's kind of a job offer of sorts.

Me and Mr. Kirk are painting my house, it's almost done, actually, and when it's done I wanted some butterflies painted on it. On the door, and around the house in various places, in little groupings, like my cutie mark.

I would pay you for your work, of course!

Here's an idea of the kind of butterflies I'm looking for: picture of tattoo

ooc note: the tattoo is on her 'flank', but anything revealing has been cropped out

So I don't know how to do this kind of shit, but I want to do a fundraiser and some of the kids suggested an art faire.

I'm really, really gonna need some help with that. I don't know art from the backside of a Vorcha.

Ray Bradbury would have been 93 today. But he's dead, so... he isn't. Still, I always enjoyed his writing. And he seemed like a cool guy.

As much as I love Ireland, it's good to back here. It was great seeing all the family, though, and I think I'm still getting over the hangover from my cousin's wedding.

Did I miss anything while I was away?

Truly, I am a real mad scientist now. I have a giant chair. And I'm not talking big, I'm talking HUGE. This chair, is big enough to have it's own freaking zip code, and it is taking up space in my bedroom that I did not know existed.

No. I did not buy the chair.

Thank you dreams, I wasn't sure I could do without obscenely sized furniture.

Nothing like dreaming that your father has set you up to be married, but none of them want to be married to you because you look like a man.

Nice one.

Okay, Valarnet.

I need friends. I can't have another year of nothing but work and school. That shit will be the death of me.

So, yeah. I'm Wilee, I'm kind of awesome and I like almost everything. Let's be buds.

And I just got fired. Just like in my dreams. For the same reason.

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That's my forehead hitting the keyboard.

Now, at least, I can get back to work without any odd questions. Or randomly tasting color.

I'd forgotten what it was like to have certain human needs.

I've been back in town now for almost two months and aside from working and catching up with my family, I haven't done much else. I was only gone for six years, but it feels like so much has changed and I'm not entirely sure what to do with my free time.