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Serious Question: where could one potentially fire a newly-acquired grenade launcher without getting arrested?

By "Serious Questions," I, naturally, mean "Hypothetically Speaking."

Of course.

The little girl in my dreams, Sherry, is going to be the death of me. She keeps running away and not listening. Maybe this time she'll listen to me, and we'll be able to meet up again. Also? Waking up to find the grenade launcher from my dreams at the foot of my bed was a very interesting way to start off my morning especially since I was running for the bathroom and stubbed my toe against it.

The real world is utterly depressing sometimes. Sometimes I think I'd take fighting vampires over this shit. It seems a lot simpler. Dangerous, but simpler.

It figures that during the summer, I'd start dreaming about starting my college classes. They all seem to be general education classes so no clue what dream me decided to major in, guess I'll just have to keep waiting to find out.

Is it time to go home yet? I've never been so ready to leave work.

Finally found the girl in my dreams. Her name is Sherry, her parents work for the Umbrella Chemical plant and her mom sent her to the police station since it wasn't safe for her to stay at their house. Nothing about any of this sounds good, and the fact that there's something apparently chasing her that's bigger than the normal zombies around? Yeah, I'm thinking bad things are in store. She ran off after we heard something, so now I've got to chase after her again.

Seems every time I turn around some new crisis is happening or some new monster is trying to take a piece of me for itself. The only thing I know?

I've got a steady girl here with a steady job and a steadily growing business and I got a steady gun hand in case anyone or anything tries to mess with any of that.

My dreams have taken a very strange turn. I was very, very young in these and going to a place called Raccoon City to search for my brother Chris. Nothing changes apparently, since I was looking for him when I first started to dream, but I know Raccoon City was ground zero from my other dreams so I don't believe that anything good is going to come of it.

However, all of that aside I woke up to find a motorcycle parked outside my apartment and a helmet on my dresser. So that's a nice little surprise from my dreams.

I just bought two boxes of Girl Scout Cookies outside a supermarket, and the little snot asked me why I wasn't buying more. Shit, for real? I just gave you ten dollars, and you want more from me? Jesus.

37. Feels the same as 36 only a little more tired. Funny how everything outside is starting to look a little older too. Guess the county wants to age gracelessly with me.

These Dreams can seriously end now. I'm just getting repeats of the same stuff over and over--that I can tell, anyway. It's hard to figure out how much time has passed, or when they end and something else begins. I think I've started hallucinating, having conversations with myself.

I just want this part to be over. But I fear it may never be. What will that do to my sanity?

In dream news, apparently Alaska is infected free. I'm not sure I'm buying it just yet, but the group I'm traveling with now have a goal. They have hope, and I'll be damned if I don't have some too. The only issue is we have to go resupply and the closest place is Vegas.

I'm really not looking forward to those dreams, cause I just have this gut feeling that it's going to be bad.

Oh, hey, I made the Dean's List last semester. I'm sure I can put that on a resume, right? Doreen Green - A student and savior of the world. Got a nice ring to it.

Fourth of July is coming up. Which for me always mean's the ER is full of people doing incredibly stupid things.

Holidays always seem to cause a persons IQ to drop a few points. Especially a holiday that includes alcohol and fire

Soon my business shall be ready. Slowly things are coming together, but I much prefer things to be done right. I truly enjoy being the boss now, it is such a different story when you are.

I get America is on this Get Fit kick thing now, but you cannot tell me everyone is mowing their own lawns. It just ain't happening. Why is it so hard to get a business started? American Dream my ass.

I sorta get what kid me was thinking when he pulled out Pixxie boots-green an everything on this costume, but still. I will never suggest these to anyone ever as a good thing. Why did Alfred let me design anything ever?

I wonder what my dreams are trying to tell me with this post-apocalyptic wasteland boys club bullshit.

Katy Perry was an excellent choice for the half-time show.

And Missy Elliot's alive? Thought she fell off the face of the planet.

I really didn't want to know what all that dream talk was about. I really didn't. This is my punishment for being a little curious, but it's like opening Pandora's Box. I guess it wasn't as bad as it could have been, but who really wants to go back to high school.

I've learned a few things. I was a jerk, I liked to hit things, and an ex really did look like Paris Hilton. There were a few other things in there, but I am still digesting that over my fourth cup of coffee.

Days off are nice. I slept all day. That said, who wants to show a girl around to food places? I don't want to go wandering alone right now, but I want more than crappy take out. The other night the pizza guy looked at me like I had six heads when I asked for a slice of cold cheese. Must remember I'm not in Oneonta and Sal's isn't here to make it for me.

Oh and for those who don't know what it is - a slice of cheese fresh out of the oven with a handful of cold, fresh shredded mozzarella on top. Heaven on a plate. Heaven I say. ooc note: this i a real thing. it's from my neck of the woods. it's delicious

Awwwww I missed the East Coast's half-assed Snowmageddon?

Not sorry.

Though it would have been nice to have that one day of work off.

The best part of a 24 hour shift? Watching your co-workers find silly antics to keep them busy. Not that we've had a lot of down time. Goodness folk, give us downtime back. I think I need carpal tunnel surgery after this week of paperwork. Did everyone get bit with the 'let's cause trouble' bug or something?

Did I say I enjoyed watching my coworkers be silly? I should have said crazy - one's trying to walk on his hands to prove a point and is failing miserably. True Life: Story of an EMT?

Someone I met at work told me about this community. And I figured I'd say hello and introduce myself. I'm Jo Harvelle! so.. Yeah hi!

I've really been slacking on playing Ingress. I went out with my brothers yesterday to walk around and play--something we haven't done for months--and they're both in the double digit levels. I'm still seven. I've got a lot of catching up to do.

Sunday Funday!

Gotta go to the liquor store and order in some pizza and wings and get ready for Wild Card Weekend.

Can I just skip Christmas this year? K. Thanks.

This has been a surprisingly busy last few weeks at work. I haven't got much done on my dream car. A little snow and no one knows how to drive.

Thanksgiving has to be my favorite holiday. I am pretty sure I ate my weight in pie. I think today is an xbox/football and beer kind of day.

[Sam Winchester]

You should come over for a few beers and a couple of rounds of Madden.

[Jessica Moore]

Thanks again for the invite!

Can anyone tell me where I can get fantastic homemade or homemade like pie?

And making it at home isn't an option. You need to know how to bake for that one to work.

Huh. Dream Me is a history teacher, too. It's weird how so much was similar in my dream, but so much was different, too. I think that might actually make it more unsettling in a way.

Sometimes it's better if you don't let me near my kitchen. Seriously. I've got a huge pot of gumbo going, and I made three loaves of French bread. And another pie. It smells so good in here...

Getting out my sewing machine. Halloween is right around the corner, and now I've got a costume to make. Actually, I'm pretty excited about it. I haven't used my machine in weeks.

Anyone else making their own costume, or am I the only one? ...anyone else dressing up? That's an adult thing to do, right?

(pretend this is later this evening, after he's had some Martha time)

As much as I enjoy the occasional traveling I do for my job, it's always nice to be home.

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Home Depot run (I bought new paint for you Lina, same color okay I hope?), shopped for booze to bribe workers with, bought myself a new wall color for my room. Today's starting out interesting. I forgot how much I missed this kind of interesting.

LINA I MISSED YOU.

Then starting on an elderberry pie for one Dean Winchester, and more treats for my good friends. Today I think is going to be productive!

Blew a hole in my bedroom wall. The one facing the backyard.

Woops.

Youtube videos on how to fix this seem complicated. I should probably hire a professional, huh?

Until then: duct tape.

Okay guys, enough letting me eat ice cream until I burst. I'm gaining like fifteen pounds from all this ice cream. I can't afford to gain fifteen pounds. Like, seriously, stop letting me eat like I'm some depressed high schooler. even though I broke my own heart. Hide all the ice cream! HIDE IT.

Now who's going to come get me to get off my ass and lose said ice cream pounds? Lets turn that into muscle!

Cindy
Sorry to say I forgot to grab my new shoes from his place before I bailed. I guess I need new shoes. Uh after I find a job again. Damn, I really liked those shoes too.

Neena
I am sending you all my chocolate. I so don't need to eat this much. Oddly enough I think being a logan groupie is less depressing. Weird.

Laura
Want to go do some friends like thing? I don't even care what, just I don't want to sit at home and stare at my wall.

Chasing a 6 year-old around Disneyland all day is a lot of fun, but it's incredibly exhausting. On the bright side, it eliminated the usual "let me stay up another hour" debate. Annie's just as wiped as I am.

I should have known. Fuck those dreams. Fuck everything. Not even my dream self or whatever I am gets to keep her dad. He's dead. I had to lose him all over again.

They say dreams mirror moments in your life. I guess they were right. We dream about what. I guess I know death too well.

Dean
I finally got a gift from one of my dreams. I stole it from someone named "Uncle John" or at least that is what I called him. He wasn't really family, but all of us were kind of a makeshift family there I guess. It has some symbols on it. Since you've been doing the dream thing longerm, maybe you know more about it.

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And I need some whiskey now or tequila.

So, as the dreams progress...badly I'm starting to feel like I need something stronger than wine. A lot stronger. It was my fault. I got Damon and Stefan killed. They died for me or love. All those people, I got them locked up in the tomb, but I escaped...

I do not think in all my years I will ever understand the obsession with pumpkin flavored everything. Truly the stuff is not that good. I could live forever and not need to have a pumpkin spice latte, a pumpkin spice oreo or pumpkin spice anything.

That said, looking for a place here is tiresome. Perhaps I have too many specifications. But that is merely for the benefit of my job. I much prefer utility over comfort.

The only thing worse than being stuck with someone is also dreaming while you're with someone. I may have screamed a couple times in my dreams. Thank god I'm not sharing a bed with this poor guy because I also apparently thrashed around while I was fighting in my dreams.

I dreamt that some bad things happened at our school and I decided to take Lissa and run away from everything. We spent a couple yeras trying to blend in with humans and such before we finally got caught. she also drank my blood and the guy who came to take us back to school was oddly attractive. dream feelings are awkward

I guess you people aren't crazy after all.

I'm pretty sure I have the best boss around. I'm just saying.

It might be wise for me to invest in a cot or something. I'm pretty sure I'll be spending a lot of my time off the clock at work.

[Tink]

You should come by Mercy's Garage when you get off today and come see my new project.

Okay, so, I've been going through the Valar archives but I haven't found this yet, so I'm hoping to crowdsource.

Has anyone who has memories/dreams of being possessed--by anything; a demon, a spirit, whatever--also been possessed by that same demon/spirit in this universe? Is that possible?

Honestly, just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I suck at shooting games and just because you're drunk off your ass definitely doesn't mean you suddenly have skill to go with that 'game' you're running.

The dreams. They ever get better?

I chase bad guys all day. I don't need terrorists in my sleep.

I had a new Dream last night. For the first time since... it feels like forever. I Dreamed something new. I'm not sure what to think about it all.

I know the car I want.

No. Make it the car I need.

I know what my next project will be.

ever stop and think that necromancy is a form of recycling?