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I think I'm going to give the whole online dating thing a rest for the time being.

There is someone I met, and I really need to officially ask him out.

He's just perfect.

So, date ideas?

I think my dog is actually tired of pokemon walks.

Well, we've been here a month now and we're all settled. I think it's safe to say that living in Orange County will be the most interesting chapter of my life, and, judging by all the posts, I'll soon become fairly acclimatized to this.

I've yet to decide if I'm looking forward to that moment or not.

I spent the evening trying to figure out whether or not my hair straightener will explode upon being plugged into a socket in France. Hyperbole, I know, but it's okay. It's dual voltage. Everything will be okay in the end. I'll be able to have straight hair in Paris.

Mortals People are constantly surprising. Ruby (one of the magician's that freed me) used all of her magic to keep Apophis trapped, which...well, when you stretch yourself so far, you'll die. She was a very brave woman. To willingly give so much of herself for me and the world. If Apophis were free, I can't imagine what would have happened. I don't think I want to.

So of course, given that so much was sacrificed for me, I couldn't really just leave. I suppose I could have, but I wouldn't. Apparently my cat belonged to Sadie Kane, the daughter of the magicians that freed me. She was also my host as I can take cat hosts. But the point is that I am meant to protect Sadie as a cat. As my cat. I would test whether or not I could have cat hosts here, but I don't want to get stuck.

So, Wednesday after next is my audition for the Anaheim Ballet! I've been drilling what I have choreographed like crazy but every time I dance it I find something I'm dissatisfied with. This never happens when I dance. I'm usually pretty happy with my performances once I've refined things. Maybe it's because there's more on the line this time. I don't know. It's driving me up a wall, though. I can't even sleep. I think by the time I'm through with this audition I'm going to absolutely hate Gnossienne No. 1.

I rather enjoy not being the pregnant one this time.

My shoes!

Two more shows! Tonight's and tomorrow night's and then I'm done performing at UCLA! It's kind of exciting. The end of an era. I sort of hope everything goes well with Anaheim, but if it doesn't there are auditions for that contemporary company that expressed interest in August. I hope some of you have gotten a chance to see the show. I've had a lot of fun performing as Alice. I totally get what my instructor meant when she said that Alice was a role that would require some acting as well as dancing. There's a lot that goes into this ballet. It's different from when I danced Giselle. A lot different. Of course, Giselle was a heck of a lot more tragic than Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.

Apologies for my most random disappearance. Things have been... interesting lately.

I regret nothing, of course, but it is a bit of an adjustment, to say the least.

I can't say I don't deserve it, but I'm completely alone in my dreams.

I found Nikki, ready to declare my love to her and tell her I'd chosen her over Vasiliy. She was packing to leave the city. She'd got papers for herself and her bitch mother to escape the quarantine. Nevermind me. She said my calling was fighting the vampires, not being with her. True as it was, the rejection still stung.

I need to punch something that won't hurt my knuckles.

I took the day to get caught up on my laundry, and a television show that I'd fallen behind on. It was nice to actually take a day off, to not worry about running to daycare or hurrying into work only to hurry back to daycare and then home. Valerian seemed to enjoy it as well, he spent most of the day crawling around and trying to get into things. Thank god that I actually did some baby proofing before he was born.

We had our first dress rehearsal today. Somehow it's so different dancing with everyone in costume. It's practically magical. I don't feel like Meg anymore, I feel like Alice. Well, I feel like Meg right now, but when I'm onstage it's a different story. It's like I become a different person. I slip into character.

I really hope after graduation I get a spot with that company that said they might be interested in me. I don't think I could stand a career that didn't involve dancing. I bet they'll be in the audience for at least one of the performances. I'd better make Alice one of my best roles.

Just once I wish the tabloids would report on something I actually did, instead of something I didn't. Getting suspended for punching a frat boy in the face is way cooler than sleeping with a guy I've never even met.

My dad sent me a picture to psych me up for my upcoming visit home in May. This is from my last visit. This is Boss, my parents' dog. He was meant to be a guard dog but he's really just a big softie. He's in love with me.

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It has come to my attention that there is a doll wandering around the county, perhaps going to places I would go and visiting people I would visit. If anyone should happen to see this doll, please do not harm it. I think it may be possessed with my shadow and I would like to have it back.

Apparently without my shadow, I have a nasty habit of bursting into flame when I go out in the sun. I realize that may not make much sense, but it is dream related. I would also very much like to have my shadow back since I've been stuck this way for a few weeks now and I'm tired of it.

The doll also apparently does not understand or realize that she is a doll and may actually believe she is me. Seeing as that is the case you may be able to lure her with coffee and sweet cakes or a trashy romance novel.

Any help any one can provide would be most appreciated.

Thank you

TFW your friend asks to be boyfriends...

I said "yes," but the timing was odd. Only in the sense that he and I were in the middle of a video game, and I was partially stunned and I died. However, I couldn't be happier. My boss was starting to hint at us getting together, ever since we attended his dinner party, a few weeks back.

Anyway, I will stop bragging...

Derek...I suppose I should let you in on a secret...that paint/glitter party was kinda my idea. ;)

I was directed here by my new roommate that this is a good place to meet people, perhaps practice my English more as well. I am Li-Ming, and I'm a new arrival. I am a student at Biola University Conservatory of Music. I am a violinist, and one who wishes to expand beyond the confines of classical music, much to my parents' ire. They are traditionalists like that, but I prefer following my own path.

Picture of Luthien on the couch, with a gigantic wolf-hound on top of her. Like this dog is nearly the size of a horse

I have a problem. Huan is being cheeky.

Has anyone else sat and considered the lyrics to Lady Gaga's songs? I was listening to her Born This Way album and I don't get half of what she is singing about!

After a few false starts, thanks weird weather and so on, my garden seems to be growing well. I'll take that as a good sign!

Um....

Is anyone super skilled at hair braiding? Because I just woke up with the most hair in the entire world. Seriously - I looked up Guiness Book of World Records and measured my hair. This is insanity. It's thick and I don't know what to do with it anymore, but I'm scared to cut it.

Why am I scared? Well, I had more dreams and in them Eugene came to save me from my evil fake mother and in the process she stabbed in. So while he's bleeding out she tried to get me out of the tower and I refused until I could heal him. Thing is, when I went to heal him he used a shard from my broken mirror to chop my hair off, which turned it completely brown and the magic left me. Which in turn drains all the youthful magic in my fake mother and she ended up stumbling out of the tower window and dying. I continued to try to heal Eugene by singing and it wasn't working, but apparently there must be enough magic inside of me that when I cried the tears fell onto him and began to heal him again!

So, while I could still have my magic inside of me I'm not ready to take that risk yet and chop my hair off. So, now I just need something to assist me with all this extra weight and the massive tripping hazard it has become.

I piss myself off sometimes, especially in my dreams. Nikki asked me if I loved Vasiliy and I answered honestly. I told her that I did. That prompted an argument and for a second I made myself proud. I brought up the fact that she stole my laptop and left me for dead which of course enraged her and prompted her to tell me that there's something wrong with me. Then I told her that I'd always been in love with her and it has never made me happy.

Then we had sex.

Boom. Every bit of progress I made out the window. I frustrate myself beyond words.

I need a drink.

Skyped my mum. Today was Mothers Day back home. She's feeling so much better. I sent her some chocolate dipped strawberries via a service.

I wish to do a video for one of my songs. I am looking for people who wish to participate.

So.. I've managed to keep inside during this weeks crazy weather and animal sightings/attacks. But apparently my boss wants me to get some insight from locals.

So. Anyone wanna shares some thoughts with me on what they think might have caused all this??

Anyone?... Anyone at all

Does anyone have a completely happy ending, when their dreams come to an end?

It's not as if mine were psychologically scarring by any means. Both sets have ended bittersweetly, where evil (as cliche as it sounds) gets put down, but some things that have been broken along the way don't ever go back to being the same. My first one I caused an irreversible timesplit to save my kingdom and possibly ruined Link's life in one of them. Altering times does not come without its consequences even if it was for the 'bigger picture.'

This second one a link to a sister-realm was shattered. Quite literally, as the link was a mirror that brought you to the land of perpetual twilight. Both worlds have a chance to rebuild after Ganon and his whipped minion wreaked havoc on them. Maybe it won't be the last time I get to see my shadowy blue half there, but at least I have her here.

Doritos crumbs all over my bed as proof of her presence, anyway.

Though I suppose 100% happy sunshine endings aren't completely realistic, are they?

Tickets are still available for my Valentine's Day concert! They're not too expensive and part of the profits as always goes to local charities.

He's in my dreams again. This time I'm saving him from police custody. He blew up the entrance to a subway tunnel to prevent vampires from coming into Red Hook and the cops took him in for it. My friend, a doctor, taught them how to recognize the infected in exchange for Vasiliy's release. The assholes roughed him up when they brought him in. My dreams don't paint a very flattering picture of New York's law enforcement, but they really did seem lovely when I was vacationing there.

In other news, my mum's health is looking up. She's actually still in the hospital getting anti-fungal medication being watched because of her asthma, but she's doing much better.

My dreams are making me paranoid of my own phone.

I tried a trick I learned from my mother. A barrier to defend my household. Yet it seems as though my powers are weaker outside than within.

Which is alarming as they are usually quite strong, albeit subtle.

I see many people frightened by their dreams, but has anyone found a sense of calm in them? A sense of purpose?

Mum's getting some anti-fungal drug regimen. I feel bad having to leave and all, but my parents promise they understand. I may have cussed at a pair of nurses in the hall for talking too loudly when my mum was trying to sleep. In my defense it was after midnight. Maybe it's better if I'm back in California.

I've got business completely unrelated to dreams. My mum is apparently very sick. My dad just called. Some kind of lung infection involving a fungus. Asper-something. How does that even happen? It's no wonder I flunked biology... Just... If you're the superstitious type, light a candle for my mum, alright?

It's not too soon to plan a Valentine's concert, is it?

Sealed the deal with my tall friend. We cleaned a community center out of vampires and went skinny dipping afterward to celebrate. That part was my idea. He actually didn't know how to swim. I had to teach him. Picture this, a forty-something man with genius intellect whose parents taught him everything in the world that he could possibly need to know in his academic pursuits, but they neglect to teach him how to swim. He was adorably unsure of himself at first, but he took to the water like a natural. And the sex...

Anyway, he's really something.

Thank you everyone who came to my show! I hope you all had as good a time as I did.

Tickets are still on sale for my holiday music show on December 24th at The Observatory! It will be an all ages show and all proceeds will go to local music programs for under privileged children.

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I decided to go to The Grove today to do a little shopping and it turned out to be their Christmas tree lighting celebration. It was a nice surprise and very fun. Seth MacFarlane was the MC and there were musical performances and snow and of course Santa before they lit the tree. I'm glad that I decided to go today.

On another note, I got a gift from the dreams this morning. It was the Montilyet Family Crest, which is actually a model of a ship with the crest on top. It's interesting and I'm not entirely sure where to put it, but I'd like to show it off somewhere. I'll have to see where it looks best.

Now that I've asked her to marry me, I have to plan the wedding.

Fuck. That's the part I'm gonna be really bad at.

Any of you guys do that kinda thing?

Tickets for my holiday concert go on sale November 1st. I'll be playing at The Observatory on December 24th. It will be an all ages show and all proceeds will go to local music programs for under privileged children.

There's a man in my dreams. He's an interesting character. Tall as a tree and from Brooklyn. I've never been to New York, but for some reason all of my dreams take place there.

Yknow, when life is giving you enough lemons that it gives you perma-bitter beer face (my references are incidentally becoming '90s dated, thanks dreams!), the solution, Dream PtBs, is not to send me dreams of what Billy Idol might be like as a vampire. Got caught humming Mony Mony at work, which is possibly even worse. I haven't decided yet.

But yeah. Instead of sitting here and typing about how sucky things enjoy being in Buffyworld, I'm gonna... listen to a cheerleader and spank my inner moppet. ...in a... non kinky way... and say: here endeth the sulking, followed by a TBT (aka less dated reference) to a once happypish Buffy who didn't know what was in store for her when she first joined this network.

Tell me something fun you're gonna do for Halloween. Calling a moratorium on any and all pessimistic replies.

While this week has been rather tiring, I had some fantastic dreams last night. I dreamed I was a young fairy, flying through my home in the Moors and greeting the day and everyone with a smile. It was incredibly freeing, the flying part that is, although my ex-fiance made an appearance right before my dreams ended.

I have to wonder if he ends up being a massive jerk in my dreams like he is in the real world.

It's weird, the more I exhibit my old paintings the less I like them. I see where I wanna redo things and where I suck, and people are all 'oh no they're good' and I'm all 'yeah, well, they're not'. I'm not insecure, I just got better.

I hate admitting that I'm wrong.

That's why I'm not quite admitting that I was wrong.

But I'm also admitting Zee might have been a little bit right.

I drank more than enough to put myself out of commission last night, there's no questioning that, but...I don't even know why I'm bothering to write this here, it's just an old bastard rambling on after something's rattled his cage...I mean, who the fuck even cares, right? What's the bloody point?

I had a dream. A real one, one that I remembered after waking up. That never happens. Hasn't happened for years. The booze made sure of that.

This morning, I woke up starving, and sweaty. And terrified.

It would seem that whatever was ailing this county, yet again, has finally subsided. I'm beginning to wonder if anyone's doing anything to stop this, or if they're just worried about cover up. I'm sure I'll get belitted, or attacked for suggesting that no one's really doing their jobs, told that if I thought I could do better than why don't I.

Well, you're right of course, unfortunately I've only just now begun to gain true access to my powers. In time, maybe I'll be able to figure it out, but in the mean time... who is working on this? What have they accomplished? Anything? Anything at all? Are we even one step closer to success?

Regardless, I'm glad things are getting back to normal, but we all know something else will come. What happens when it's something big? Something that can't be stopped by the person from the dreams? What if their dreams are of the ending of the world? We need to find a way to filter these things.

Did anyone get hurt in this? Anyone majorly hurt that is, or killed? Like last time? Do we need to mourn anyone else?

Premonitions are odd things. Last month I felt coldness and dread, flashes of darkness and gold. Nothing cohesive that made sense, because that would be far too simple, wouldn't it?

Now it's anger. Hatred and violence. Red. Knowing I'm not the only one sensitive to foreboding upcoming events, has anyone else felt anything? It's gotten me anxious and jittery and this caffeinated black tea isn't exactly helping.

Question for the network. What is your favorite song?

It's official. I am married and have a new last name.

Just finished my 'short' trip down to the county building to get the marriage license. It will be weird having people refer to me as "Mr. Pevensie" but I certainly do not mind.

In related news, the wedding was great. I think my favorite part was our first dance...I could dance with Peter forever.