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My mom in my dreams is not at all surprised that I skip classes. She wasn't upset or mad when Vanessa and I showed up at her bookstore. But Vanessa needed her to translate something in Latin.

O Mater Luna, Regina nocis, adiuvo me nunc.

Later that night after Vanessa's date with Michael she calls me to go come sleepover at midnight. Which is okay with my mom...because she thinks I'm an alien so rules just kind of never applied to me. She found me on the side of the road near a crash and I only have two memories before Kendra found me. Memories of a crash and a fire.

I think I've joined the dreaming club.

Now, I wish I was some cool superhero or bad ass spy, but nope I get a lovely dystopian North America to live in. Basically at some point the world collapsed, a sovereign state was created, there's a Capitol and then the rest of North America is split into 13 districts based on what services that area can give the Capitol. Total dictatorship and we all bow down to the Capitol.

Well, apparently 74 years ago the districts tried to rise up and overthrow the Capitol. Unfortunately they lost and now there's this lovely thing called the Hunger Games were 1 boy and 1 girl from each district fight to the death with only one winner. Really lovely.

It's kind of frightening watching yourself grow up in a mining district, people being whipped or executed for stupid things, and just trying to survive. Luckily my family owns a bakery, but my mom's also totally abusive in these dreams which is just slightly disconcerting when you wake up in this world and she's the nicest person ever.

Really not excited for these dreams. Can I get a do-over?

More dreams. For starters, took me back to being a little kid playing soccer. The day I met my dream best friend, Vanessa. We both had the same necklace. I definitely don't agree with out pizza choice. Double cheese pepperoni with pineapple and anchovy.

Then there was more back to what seemed to be the present. I don't like this girl Morgan. She's talking about Michael as if he's hers, when I know Vanessa is clearly crushing on him. And when I mentioned Vanessa was going out with him al of a sudden he's such a horrible guy. She just kept making snide remarks. I don't know why Vanessa is so damn nice. She's clearly a bitch. My sister's in my dreams but she's not my sister at all. I don't even know her. I can time travel, my best friend can turn invisible but I just can't believe someone can see into the future?

Oh! And it's pretty cool. I found the watch that I wear in my dreams.

Well any idea I had that the random catprints around my apartment were just carryover from my Dreams got pretty much shattered this afternoon when I came home to find the Cheshire Cat sprawled on my coffee table, grinning at me. A part of me must have been expecting it because I didn't react other than to close the door and tell him to get off the table because I don't let animals on counters or tables.

I'm more annoyed by the lemons that were on the kitchen counter which I know are from that tree even though I didn't pick them. Think I can blame him?

It's been awhile but I guess my dreams are back. There was some weird obsession with this necklace from one of my best friends and also the asshole older guy I was seeing. But thankfully that relationship is over and I seem to be moving on. Maybe my dreams will start getting better now.

In other news I have decided to hire an assistant for Picture Perfect Events. If anyone is interested let me know!

Well.... More dreams and a necklace. Waking up to things from your dream...is that just normal here? After going back in time to see who was following my best friends...now we went back to present. Except those landings out of the tunnel are not predictable. I dropped us in the boys locker room practice right when the water polo team finished practice. I think Vanessa may have wanted to kill me for that one. From what I can tell it wasn't even my fault! I got a pink demerit slip and it definitely was not my first one. Dream me is just as much trouble as I was in high school it seems.

The last time there was measurable snow was January of 1962. It has happened before. We may call it a snow storm, but it is nothing compared to the Plains and the midwest of this country.

[Added later, once the Earth Giants happen]

Okay. Who rolled a natural 1?

Why is it the lost and found box seems to fill up quicker during the summer.

If you lost an item at Fangtasia, come to the bar, asked for Tiffany.

Any unclaimed items will be thrown out by Sunday midnight.


My bar isn't a suitcase for anyone items.


Other news, first night off in awhile, the snow is crazy, right?

I plan a self-care night at home with a bottle of wine and binging whatever reality show I can get my hands on.

Um.

Anyone hiring over the summer?

John, Sam, and I are now wanted terrorist due fighting with the aliens who were trying to kidnap us. The News left out that part all together. Right, try to save the world and labeled the bad guy. Sorry I don't want Earth to end up like Lorien in my dreams.


[CJ and V]

I hope I'm allowed a dog.

Bernie Kosar was in my bed when I woke up....


He's a great Chimæra dog, if I can't keep him. I can see if Nine will take him.

Does anyone here love ( waffles? )

I know I’ve read about getting dream tokens and stuff. But still weird to wake up and find one. What’s the strangest one’s some have you got?

[Sam Winchester]

I’ve got something you’ll want to take a look at.

So I’ve been told this is the place to be. So I did the thing.

My name’s Catty. I’ve lived here my whole life and go to UCI. So hey.

I totally get that June weddings are a thing, but holy crap am I up to my eyeballs in wedding cakes right now.

I've had my employees start telling people we're not taking anymore requests because they are non-stop. Maybe I should work on getting the machine message to say something about it, but I'm pretty sure 90% of people don't actually listen.

Oh well, at least the first round of weddings are this weekend and then it'll be smooth sailing.

So apparently talking animals are just a normal thing in my dreams - there's a living cuckoo clock in our kitchen which fell asleep so I didn't know how late it had actually gotten until my maid came to find me so that I could be gotten ready for the ball that night. Before my mother, who is apparently a marchioness there so...I'm some kind of royalty? Makes a little more sense that the king's opinion is an actual thing to be concerned with. Anyway - we need to get me ready before she comes looking for us and in Mary Ann's own words "takes both our heads".

Heads up for all the veterans out there (and active service) for tomorrow: Lux is gonna have free drinks for any service member that shows up till midnight. Doors open at five. And yes, I'll have a Missing Man table set up too.

Semper Fi and God bless y'all this Memorial Day. Let's remember those who gave their all for this great country.

Dinner is looking like pizza and this lemon pie that may or may not have weird side effects. Pie is pie.

[Sam]
Something must be in the tequila. I had a very similar dream.

Turns out mom and my dad are shit parents in my dream, I was even put in the foster care at some point. If you acted up, the woman would put you in the attic for her son to feed off him. Yes, she was harboring a vampire child.

How fucked up is that? If he killed a kid, the conveniently "ran away". I killed him, accidentally, but than got the hell out there. I tried going back to my mom, but she loved her drugs and her pimp too much.


The only slightly cool thing about this dream was my imaginary friend (I know, I know, sounds like I was such a loser, I kinda was) Alex. Only turns out just an deity trying to take over my body for herself. Even my imaginary sucked.

It all worked out though, my soul was saved,

I got Diana, a watcher, helping me out since I'm "the Chosen One."

I’m starting to have second thoughts about the fact that I used some of those lemons I got off that tree in the pies I made that afternoon and gave to my neighbors. Apparently fruit from my dreams can affect people who eat it in weird ways. Especially if they came out of dreams there like the tree did...Nothing weird seems to have happened to any of my neighbors they’re all looking and acting the same as far as I can tell but...I don’t know any of them well enough to actually tell if it’s changed them. This is all so confusing…I did learn that the animals there aren’t immune to it since I told Cheshire there that if he ever ate something that made him bigger I’d just use him to draw my carriage. He didn’t seem to find it very funny but I did. It would be a pretty funny thing to see though wouldn’t it? A cat drawn carriage.

When I woke up something had knocked over my bubble bath and there were little paw prints tracking through it and throughout the apartment but I didn’t see any cat or other animal in my place so...maybe they just showed up from the Dreams since I dreamt of Cheshire Cat again?

Den onde lyne mig.

Is it a felony to unplug an ice-machine?

More dreams last night. Pretty sure the older guy I've been seeing is abusive. So that's fun.

In happier news it's almost Memorial Day weekend! Anyone have fun plans?

We sometimes leave Food Network on for background noise when we're not watching something in particular at the apartment, and Guys Grocery Games was on while I was working on something, so I was only half listening to start with and this may be my fault for mishearing. But this one guy had this really thick French accent, and I have no idea what he actually said. But my brain interpreted it as "sautee the muppet." And I am about 98% sure that THAT can't be right.

So according to the manager on the construction job all of my renovations should be done by the end of this month! Which means that I’ll actually be able to start moving in the furniture and getting ready for Pink’s Treats to actually open! Right now I’m shooting to open the physical location in middle of June but just a reminder for all of you with graduates or June brides in your life - I am taking small orders to make at home and deliver to you!

[Caroline and Izzy]
It would be a really bad idea for me to go ahead and buy the furniture to put into a storage unit right now wouldn’t it? I found the tables and all that I want and they’re on sale right now for less than I’d budgeted but I’d have to rent storage and from where I’ve looked that would eat up most of what I’d save.

My first day here and I bugged my sister to do all the things. We ate at this cafe, Izzy’s. It didn’t take much persuasion to hit the beach or get ice cream and all kinds of junk food. I’ve gotta figure out what sights we should see tomorrow. Any suggestions?

Oh and heyyyy. I’m CJ.

Has anybody else ever had a dream within one of their Dreams? Is that even a thing that’s possible? Because I think I just did and it explained how that lemon tree showed up in my bedroom there in a very weird way. In it I was in a lemon orchard and there was a boy there with yellow eyes and there was this haze all over everything and everywhere. I just got the distinct feeling that he had something that belonged to me that I wanted to get back even though for the life of me I have no idea what it could have been. Every step I took towards him he took a step back like some weird game of tag and even though I couldn’t see anything but his eyes...I know somehow that this boy in my dream within my Dream was beautiful. I can’t shake the image of those eyes...

I just had the strangest dreams about some town called Mystic Falls. There is something off about both the town and my dreams. Like it wasn't just a regular dream. I've seen a lot of people on here post about dreams. Does anyone dreams that just feel different?

So, this is where all the cool kids hang out these days, huh? I can't believe I let Leroy talk me into making one of these things. So, hi? I guess. My name is Nova, and I'll be starting at USC in the fall.

Honestly, this whole 'online journal' thing seems a bit like a waste of time. Why do you guys do it?

Okay so my Dreams just took an even weirder turn than the talking cat. The lemons I used in my tarts? I got off a tree that grew in my bedroom overnight because lemons weren’t in season. When I woke up this morning...that same exact tree was growing outside of my apartment. And I know it’s that same tree because yesterday? There were no trees in that area. I don’t know what caused me to do it - maybe worried that the rental office would react the same way my mother did in the Dreams and have the tree taken down - but I grabbed some of the lemons off of it that I could reach.

Pretty sure I had one of those weird dreams everybody on here likes to talk about. In it I was baking some tarts, shocker there I know, when this cat appeared on my shoulders. Literally appeared out of nowhere not jumped up there from the floor or a cabinet or anything and then he started talking to me asking where the fish was in the lemon tarts. When I told him there wasn’t any he went like he was going to attack them with his claws. And I...I have to admit they were really good looking lemon tarts so I can’t blame...myself for getting protective of them and stopping his attack. I’d made them for the King. One exclusively for him and two to go on the Feasting Table at the party that night.

What the hell is going on?!? There was a man laying on the ground outside of my shop today when I went to start looking it over to make my final decisions on what has to be renovated before opening but when I walked up to him to see if I needed to call an ambulance he DISAPPEARED!

Think I'm gonna spend the next coupla weeks up on the Quadrant till this pandemic stuff blows over. Got everything I could need up there anyways. 'specially booze.

Peter, Anakin, Clint - you boys comin'?

Made it back home. If I can even call here home anymore. New York sort of became my home these past few years. But right point is I made it back to Orange County. What a time to return.

Since I can't really go anywhere social media is probably the best way for me to reconnect and meet people here.

I'm Caroline. I'm an event planner whenever that's needed again. I love shopping, the beach, getting my nails done - pretty much all things I can't do right now. So please keep me entertained :)

So I was out yesterday and I was driving back to the Institute when this guy on a motorcycle drove by me. The guy on the motorcycle was wearing a helmet that legit looked like he was wearing a giant stuffed panda head! Since I was behind him, I could only see the back and the ears so I wasn't able to see if it was just a regular helmet made to look like a panda head or if it was a legit stuffed panda head. I have so many questions and I don't think they'll ever be answered. Alright, that's no totally true since I did google panda motorcycle helmets, but having not seen the front of this guy's helmet, all I can picture is him wearing an actual panda costume head.

...anyone have any coffee? Or a place I can crash for a few hours?

I did it! I signed the last of the loan paperwork at the bank to put down on the space for my shop! Now to arrange for the equipment to be delivered there once I get the keys and get to work establishing myself out here.

I should probably introduce myself - Catherine Pinkerton soon to be opening Pink Treats Cake Shop. And no before anybody asks - everything I make is not pink. I just thought it would be a good name when my best friend was helping me brainstorm before graduation.

He’s suing me! My former landlord is suing me for breaking the lease when I moved out early! Can he do that when he’s the reason I broke the lease though? And there’s something in there about my jeopardizing his livelihood, because I told the school what had happened so that they would know what he did before allowing him to advertise his room to students. This is too much stress when I’m trying to get on Chopped so that I can hopefully win prize money and start towards opening my own place

[Filtered away from non-puncturable MCU chars]

I cannot even begin to believe that this is a question my employees are asking, but NO. I will not close the restaurant or the clubs down just because you want to go see Infinity War this weekend. No, I don't care that you've waited ten years for this movie, you still have to work your shift or you wont have a job in the morning. No, I don't care that I'm being unfair.

I think I'm gonna head north again for a few days. This place and I are... fuck it. whatever. no one gives a shit

My dreams came back. Besides being sickeningly adorable with my girlfriend, I've been hard at work planning the rebuilding of the city after Kuvira's attack.

The president has been both an obstacle and taking credit, and is pushing us to get the job done in a time frame that's next to impossible. He just wants to win reelection and I just want to strangle him.

It doesn't help that I've been getting threats from one of the Triads. Protection racket, that sort of thing. Nothing I can't handle, though it took some convincing to get Korra to realize I can still handle myself.

The worst part about moving so far is trying to get my crock-pot back from the neighbor. How do you forget that it wasn’t yours? I mean honestly. How? When you have to call someone to ask if they have one you can borrow - you can’t really expect the person who loaned it to you to believe that, right? The sad part is if she’d asked me flat out if she could have kept it - I’d probably have let her. I mean I have two after all and loaned her the one I don’t use very often, but kept just in case something happened and the other one got broken. I just don’t like being lied to and manipulated like I think she was trying to do.

Well, I have to say my dream lover actually does romantic marriage proposals very well. He does know his flowers. A red tulip symbolizes a declaration of love. Now I am certain my offering to run across London collecting flower samples to fill his herbarium was no mere accident. I sense a set up on his part.

Though I simply must send my brother a bouquet of narcissus flowers. He most certainly loves himself above all else.

Either I'm really high or that was the most realistic and most boring dream I've ever had.

So I... I guess I've been here for over a semester now. Life here in California is so different than Seattle, and I think I'm never going to get used to this much sun. Or the random boughts of snow. I got some gorgeous photographs of it in December. It reminded me of this old snowglobe my friend used to have. That probably sounds kind of... stupid, really, but it does.

Life on my own is kind of okay, I guess, but I thought I'd love the freedom and instead I just keep missing my parents and their company. There's only so much space you can fill with tiny little squares of analog photographs. That's why I signed up here, so... hello, valar net. I'm Max... and I don't have any strange dreams to talk about. This place is pretty strange, but I guess you all know that already. I'm bad at this, so... what's your favorite photograph?

Okay. I don’t care if it is going to eat up most of my savings, I can’t stay in this house one more night. I’m renting a room here, I’ve gone along with everything the landlord’s asked as far as how the public areas of the house are kept, it’s his home. But when I come home and he’s gone into my room and rearranged my personal things to “make it easier” for me to find them... that’s way past the line of what I’m comfortable with.

[Audrey]
I’m going to be late to work tomorrow. I’ll try to keep apartment hunting to my days off though.

Took a nap and now I have regrets.

Had a Dream. We were led into an ambush, a trap. I can't begin to even calculate the casualties. Woke up with the image of the wreck of my ship seared into my retinas.

Beamed up to the Enterprise here. She's my one, true love.

Did anyone else watch the men's halfpipe yesterday? I can't even begin to imagine how one does flips and shit like they do. It's crazy, but so entertaining. I hadn't intended to watch it, but then they mentioned Shaun White and I kind of had to see if he was gonna win.

Ha, a former student came into the diner today and left me with this:

Never was there a tale of more woe
than that of Juliet and her Romeo

Never was there a tale of more strife
than that of Macbeth and his stabby knife

Never was there a tale of more sad
than that of Hamlet and his spooky dad


I have also been informed that, should I decide to sell wine at the diner (which, it's a diner, I don't think wine goes?), to get 19 Crimes because there is apparently a mobile app for it for augmented living labels where you focus the camera on the label and it tells the story of the criminal on said label. History and wine, I could get behind that even without selling it at the diner.

One of my neighbors asked me to make a custom cake for their daughter’s birthday. An Oscar the Grouch shaped cake which I’m pretty sure I can do easily. I asked how old their daughter was turning and found out that she’s going to be 40. This is the kind of thing my parents would do if they lived out here, and I love it.

I am exhausted. The bakery looks like a Cupid vomited all over it--pink crepe paper and hearts and red and white balloons... It was worth it, though. Definitely ready for a Valentine's day celebration after the crazy of the last few weeks!

Who else is looking forward to pink frosted cupcakes?

Glitter is the herpes of crafting supplies. It can lay dormant for years, but once it's out it spreads everywhere and is impossible to get rid of.