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There's something refreshing about spending the night under the stars instead of under the roof of a house. A few days away was exactly what I needed to recharge the old batteries, as it were. I've been thinking of getting back into working out daily, since I retired it'd been a little scattered, and I think I need a workout partner, I'm used to a group of annoying men trying to out do one another and me, so going at it alone would be too weird, I think.

So I dunno if anyone remembers that reality show I was on last year that I kinda won, the geeky one? They've called me back to be a part of the jury that votes people off. Not sure how I feel about that.

In the meantime they've been flying me to all kinds of Cons all over the country to promote this show. It's awesome, but I'm exhausted, man. I never thought I'd be tired of going to scifi and comic book conventions.

I don't understand that new reality/dating/whatever show, I Wanna Marry Harry. These woman don't realize that isn't actually Prince Harry? Has anyone else seen the commercials for this show? I just don't get it.

So, I had myself another dream last night. First one in a while. I was wearing a nappy. I mean, baby diaper. At first I thought it was just from changing Christina so often while I'm awake, but then I realized all my old bandmates from Drive Shaft where there and they were wearing diapers, too. We were shooting a commercial, shaking our diapered bums at the camera, dancing in a baby pack-and-play. Our song "You All Everybody" was now "You All Every Butties". It was horrific.

But kinda funny.

Mostly horrific.

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Does anyone else feel much much older than they are because of the dreams? Because you're living two life times?

It's odd.

I think finally people are starting to trust me again in my dreams. I guess that's nice.

Come to Baxter Bakery for sandwiches this week! We just purchased a third panini press, and can make more sandwiches than ever! Half-price sandwiches if you order a Sparkling Latte. Just mention Valarnet for special pricing on sandwiches, cookies and espresso drinks!

We'll be doing a school supplies drive all summer. Bring in unused school supplies to donate, and Baxter Bakery will be putting together backpacks filled with supplies for Foster Kids in our area. Ask for Audrey if you need a donations accepted list, or other details!

My father's broomstick showed up in my bedroom. I wonder if it flies.

Thinking about having these dreams seems to bring them on. I was actually hoping that I wouldn't have more than the one. Clearly no one is that lucky.

I had some Dreams last night. I was a young girl. Gosh, I dreamed the whole thing. From my earliest memories to getting my Hogwarts Letter. So many things were the same ther as they are here. I was good with animals. My birthday was near Halloween, so I always thought that the Jack-O-Lanterns were for me. And my brother was the same jerkface to me there as he is here.

And Hogwarts. Oh, getting my Hogwarts letter was the best ever. The Headmaster met with my parents to explain everything.

I keep thinking about where I’d be if I hadn’t left Chicago. You know, the kind of thoughts that keep you up at night wondering if you did the right thing. I’ve decided it doesn’t really suit me.

I could use a drink. Who's coming with?

I'm skipping the green beer and going straight to green vodka this year. Don't judge me.

So, I took Nymeria for a walk along that one hiking trail where two different people have tried to shoot her before, no offense Katniss, and so, we're walking and I couldn't help but notice some pretty sickly looking squirrels and things. Maybe some of the vets here should check on that or something.

And yes, I have heard about the missing hikers. I figured that if someone tried to kidnap me, Nymeria would have just attacked them.

DUDE. DUUUUDE.

Never having a salad ever again. I don't care if this was all the way in NYC. That's just so WRONG.

Unsuspecting Woman Gets Free Lizard Head with Kale Salad

Happy birthday to me! I've got the day off, so I'm spending the morening relaxing in bed.

Has anyone else out there woken up to find full sets of armor in their bedroom? I recognize it from my dreams, but what do I do with it? Can't exactly hang it in the closet. I mean, how would that even work?

Does anyone here know about money and portfolios and all that crap?

Does anyone celebrate their half birthday? I swear this girl didn't age past thirteen.

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Oh. My. God.

THIS MAN spent $35,000 to transform his house into a cat paradise for his EIGHTEEN cats. It is beautiful, but absolute madness.

I mean, don't get me wrong, I love my cats, but I would never spend that much on them. I am almost tempted to call up the company that helped him do this and get a few things installed in my house, but I certainly won't be doing it to this extent.

In honor of this craziness being over and everyone who fought against the orcs and trolls or whatever the hell was out there I would like to extend this offer:

FREE MEAL AT GRANNY'S - just mention Valar to your waiter/waitress and your meal will be on the house. It's the least I can do for everyone on this network.

And I just want to say that I am so glad I can go outside once again. I hate being cooped up for too long. My birthday is coming up next week (!!) and I've been trying to come up with some fun ideas of what to do for it, so at least I was able to get some of that accomplished.

But now I have to work extra hard with my new trainer for my new movie role since I ate way too many sweets during this. Stress eating is not okay.

So...this dream thing. It's real, isn't it? I mean, we never had this bad of a volcanic explosion or earthquake really in the heart of Japan.

I just had mine. Well, two of them, back to back. I'm not even human in mine. Something called a Saiyan. Anyone know what that is?

That was a hell of an earthquake yesterday. I guess that's something I'll have to get used to now that I'm living in California.

At least the ash is gone. The hospital seems to be returning to normal.

Book Signing, Reading and Talk

Good evening all!

My name is Theresa Gray and I run Gray's Books near Baxter Bakery.

We would like to announce a joint event scheduled for the evening of the 6th of March!

Come and meet the author Luisa Rey who is promoting the latest in her series!!

There will be a reading and a talk at Baxter’s Bakery with food and drinks followed by a signing with Ms Rey at Gray’s books just round the corner. Copies of all her works can be bought here too!

We hope to see you there!

Why do I submit myself to this every time?

This board is really good for inspiration! I've got three plot ideas already. You guys are incredible.

[Blocked from Carol Danvers]

I don't know what to do. I was supposed to get married, and now she has fucking amnesia. I'm trying to be supportive and be there for her. But she doesn't even know who I am. I have no idea if she's ever going to remember me.

I'm still living with her, but I wonder if I shouldn't get my own place. It hurts too much to be near her and she just looks at me like.. like fucking nothing.

Fuck I don't know what to do.

Anybody know of a good contract lawyer out here? I don't need one drawn up but I do need somebody to look one over and make sure I'm not putting too much faith in the company's reputation getting screwed if I sign this.

[Private to Izzy Lightwood]
They offered me a contract Izzy. No games, no run around like I've been getting. Just straight out offered it to me.

[Private to Audrey]
You're not going to fire me are you? Now that I've got a potential contract?

[Private to Gwen Stacey]
We should celebrate.

Lesson number six for the day: crashing and burning in the middle of training is a good indication you haven't slept enough in a few days and probably should stop training seven days a week. Also it results in a beautiful black eye. Sorry, Alucard, I messed up my face XD

I just booked our flights and hotel for the trip to Vancouver! I'm so excited, I've never been there before, and never been on vacation with anyone else.

We'll need to buy jackets when we get there. I'm gonna freeze my pretty little butt off if I try to wear the jackets they sell here.

Hello, my name is David Weyland. I suppose I'm rather behind in joining this network, as I've been doing most of my social networking through our own site, but I was told it was a good place to introduce myself.

I work for my father, Peter Weyland, at Weyland Industries, and I'm very excited to be a part of the new and, might I say without sounding too full of myself, revolutionary technologies that will soon be made available to the general public.

I'm going to take my dream self's advice, I think. I met the teenage vampire Annie was talking about recently and I told him that my friends help me remain clean because their goodness inspires me by forcing me to think about the disappointment they would feel if I succumbed to my thirst. I also declined an offer to live with the Old Ones, because I couldn't leave Annie, George and Nina. Annie especially.

Has anyone else started dating someone here only to find out you're together in the dreams? In mine Annie and I have recently realized our feelings for each other.

In real life news, I was talking to my mother earlier and she wants to come out here for Christmas. I don't know if that's such a good idea right now, considering I'm still working on the whole thirst thing and the no reflection thing. I don't want either of my parents to know I'm a vampire.

I have dreamed an entire lifetime. Will they ever cease these relentless repeats? Or am I destined to continue dreaming the same strange, other life for the rest of my days?

Yesterday went better than I'd anticipated. And now, seeing as I'm suddenly the owner of a vintage Omega and a stunning Rolex, I should maybe start a watch collection.

And with my Christmas shopping down, I can enjoy the down-time between now and Christmas.

I did not think there was anything left that could make the Banshee cry.

Planning weddings is hard. I mean half of this stuff, I just don't care about. But it has to be done. Why are there like a million shades of white? When did that become a thing?

Is it thanksgiving yet? I just want to stuff my face full of food and then sleep for the rest of the day.

A doctor told me to stop drinking today. Why in the hell would I do that? Whatever damage alcohol has done to my body has already been done. I might as well carry on drinking and fighting.

In my dreams, I'm stuck in e-space. I'm not even sure I really get what it is, though dream!me knew full well.

Stuck in some pocket dimension with no way home. It's not very exciting. I can't help but think something awful is going to happen in my dreams. Curious.

Vanille didn't answer her phone today. First time ever. Fang didn't either.

If you were going to take a vacation to Canada in the winter, where would you go?

I find myself unable to part with the item that my dreams showed me then appeared in my rooms. I've grown rather attached to it. How strange is that?

Alucard
Dearest, what say you to a drive up the coast?

Had more dreams last night. So, now not only am I Queen's ward, but he's also been training me. Pretty cool, right? It gets better. He makes me his sidekick, Speedy, because I was super fast with a bow and arrow. Then I joined a team of other teenaged sidekicks called the Teen Titans. That was pretty cool for awhile until we disbanded. But during that time I had a girlfriend, Donna, who was also a member. We broke up around the time the Teen Titans disbanded though, so that sucked. Also, Brave Bow, the medicine man who had raised me after my father died, passed away. So that part sucked too.

All in all, my dreams haven't been so bad. I mean, I'm a super hero. How can it be bad?

The craziest part was that when I opened my closet this morning my Speedy costume, from the dreams was in there. It's almost like a red and yellow Robin Hood costume. Too small for me to actually wear. Looks like it would have fit me when I was seventeen though.

Of course now I want to go out and buy a bow and arrow. Anyone know any good places to get one? Hunting store? I'm not really sure.

I THINK..I want to cook a HUGE thanksgiving dinner. They're big here, right? I keep forgetting. We learned about them at school so I want to try.

But I don't have anyone to cook for .. SOoooooooo anyone who wants one let me know, and I'll throw a party at my house and cook for everyone who lets me know they'd like to come!

Does anyone know how to stop recording a television series? I have no recollection of this show but I have seven episodes on my DVR. It is infuriating.

I've got fangs, and I can only go out at night. Tonight is the time of year to make it work for me.

I just....I just can't look.

St. Louis. Ugh.

In my dream, I wanted to move on. To stop being a ghost and just go through the door. Because being a ghost is the worst thing. I couldn't touch anything, I couldn't feel anything. I'd never kiss anyone, or have a family and it was awful. But then I changed my mind though, because I couldn't leave them.

And then some creepy old man shoved me through my door and forced me into.. I don't know. Hell, maybe.

That was the worst dream I've ever had in my life.

Before I left today, I was looking over my appointments for tomorrow and one of the new patients is someone I went to school with. ( Cut for mention of drug abuse - viewable to all ) I'm wondering if I should request he see another counselor. It all reminds me how different it could have been for me.

Despite writing paranormal mysteries, I have no plans for Halloween. Go figure.

Nothing's more fun than messing around with people at work who're playing Slender. Why yes, I can remotely turn the lights off during scary parts. Muahahahaha. (I do love climate control that's run via PC. Yes, yes, I do.)

I've never heard anyone shriek quite that high pitched. Well. Nobody with boy parts.

I'm so excited that the Red Sox won last night! They're one step closer to the World Series. If the Bruins didn't win, I hope the Sox do.

It was kind of funny when my mom called me last night. She thought someone else answered my phone because my accent from the dreams has been bleeding over a lot lately. I kind of love it.