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Things Other People Have Received from their Dreams, as Studied on this Network (Based on Posts):

• Exotic pets (dragons, bats, odd hybrids, dogs that act as medical professionals)
• Weapons (swords, pistols, etc)
• Clothing and jewelry
• Decorative items?
• Ships, planes, trains, automobiles
• I'm probably missing things, feel free to fill in

Things I Have Personally Received:

• A shovel
And a crucifix, and a head full of white hair, but--

Really.

I guess this is sort of an open call or whatever, because my Buyer officially moved away - baby birds leaving the nest and all that, but I am in the market for a new one if there's anyone out there in need of a job. Basically, as a Buyer, you'd be researching shoes, purchasing shoes, analyzing fashion trends, and traveling a lot to fashion shows and expos to keep an eye out for the change in trends and styles. Sometimes helping out in the store too, when necessary, like working with customers and making displays. I also need more general help around the store anyway, but hey. Requirements: Must love shoes.

The good news is that I've started my wedding planning binder and already have a ton of magazine clippings in there. I've also made a timeline (average wedding planning time is 16 months) and have begun working out a budget. Venue, bands, photographers, flowers, caterers - I've got a checklist, this will happen.

Though I never understood why people get so Bridezilla about things. I mean, I say that now but check back with me later, I might be more sympathetic.

Apparently I started my second set of dreams! There are many similarities, except in this go at it my father is...well, he's not exactly the best. My brothers and I seem to be a bit terrified of him, so I've taken it upon myself to sort of protect them from his anger. I've also got an Aunt Milicent and I haven't got one that I know of otherwise, which is interesting. I'd really rather dream about my daughter, since she was quite lovely and now I sort of want one for myself.

Is it sad that I've already got tickets for the World Tea Expo in Las Vegas this time next year? I'm rather excited though will have to pass the time with SoCal Brew Fest on the 20th of this month. I'm not really one for beer but all of my favourite food trucks will be there which is reason enough to attend.

I can't decide if it's harder to believe that a perp snuck into my apartment with no signs of forced entry, snuck past my brother without waking him, put a fucking potted plant on my windowsill, shot me three times and snuck out, again without waking my brother, doing so coincidentally on the same night that I dreamed about getting a fucking potted plant and shot, all without leaving any evidence though, the guys did tell me that might be because of what a dump my apartment is, or if there's something to these fucking dreams after all.

Though if there is something to these dreams, that means that in some alternate universe I decided that sporting a mullet was a good look. I realize it was the 90s, but come on.

Tonight was the first time I lost my job because of demons, the first time I killed demons, and the first time I've ever smoked a cigarette because demons.

Jesus, take the wheel. I'm done with today and probably for the rest of the month. Even if there's only a couple days left.

Everyone I dream about is incredibly stubborn and too noble for their own good. It's a miracle anything gets accomplished at the end of the day.

The dreams are a nice reprieve from all that's happening, though. I mean, given all that's happening in them, they still manage to be sort of lighthearted, and that's not terrible.

I need a do-over of last week.

(ooc: going with generic!girlfriend!breakup to allow for future korra's XD)

It would seem my efforts at vaguely offering an introduction are thwarted by an overhanging and impending sense of doom. I am afraid I do not quite understand why, but extend my curiosities in the hopes of being afforded clarification. This is proving to be an interesting place already, indeed, of which I held little doubt it would.

Greetings and salutations all, I am Vision. You may poke fun at my name as you like, but I assure you: I have already heard them all.

Happy Mother's Day. Go out and make sure to thank your moms today.

I dreamed that I dreamed of my mother last night. I know it was just some dream, but it was... nice to talk to her again.

And I think I must have snagged my arm on a nail or something in my sleep. Woke up and then had to go get stitches. Tried looking for the nail, but it must have fallen somewhere. If this happens again though I'm going to be pissed.

Ugh, Impa--

I've actually never had a social media profile in my entire life. So, do we post pictures with inspirational words, have a political debate, or discuss cats? I hear those are common internet things?

Or should I delete this and run the other way? Because my nanny friend thought it'd be funny to make one of these for me and put 'creampuff casserole' where you put 'location, name, age, education' things.

So, hello. My name is Creampuff Casserole. And my friend is a jerk.

Link and I have decided to extend our honeymoon in Scotland. <3 Not sure when we'll be home. Maybe a couple months?

I love you guys! Take care int he mean time!

The dreams are starting again. I already woke up with the daylight ring, but now I'm starting to dream again. I dreamed about hunting with Finn and my other older brothers, I dreamed about Henrik being born...and beating the crap out of any village boys who liked Rebekah, which, granted, is something I did here when she was in High School anyway, but...I know these dreams can't lead to good things. I know where this is going to end up and I'm scared...

Oh my GOD Scotland is beautiful! And the castle is amazing! Just as I'd pictured it! We're dressing it up and making it perfect for the wedding. People are arriving left and right to get everything set up. I've been here for a couple days now. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW!!

Second time in a year that I'm flying on a private jet. First was San Fran last year for Pride and now Scotland with Billy, Zelda and Link for the wedding. Part of me still can't believe I'm going to Scotland, but I'm really excited. I guess this is my last post from Orange County. Next time I'll be in Scotland.

[Henrik]

Do you want me to get pizza tonight, dude? Or do you want me to get something else and bring it home?

[Siblings and friends]

He's doing better, but he doesn't want to go back to Mom and Dad's yet. So he's staying with Tatia and I until further notice.

It's almost wedding time - at least for Zelda. The hair master is all over this. I also have the most adorable date.

Life is good.

I'm getting my calendar together for July, by the way. If there's something going on, let me know.

The damage done to the fields from the snow was pretty extensive, but the cows are fine. Just a minor setback in milk production.

More dreams last night. Really weird ones. About a magical ocarina. I was kidnapped and imprisoned in a pink crystal. Really weird. And Link was there. Link is always there. I woke up sad this morning. Haven't been able to shake it. These Dreams, man. Really weird stuff.

In happier news? Only a couple weeks left until the wedding!

Sigh. The valet at lunch managed to ding my driver's side door. Lovely.

Is anyone here a capable mechanic, or know of one?

So, I have my third dog. He, like the other two, is a rescue.

( Meet Jameson. )

I think I'm going to set my dog cap at three.

I swear that every man who tries to throw Zellie up in the air after holding her - which they shouldn't be doing anyway, go find your own baby! - is asking to be smacked.

MEN, STOP THROWING BABIES. Why is it only dudes do that?

I own a goat. I bought one right before the county got all frozen, and I love her. I call her Baby, and she's amazing. I've got all this great goat milk now and I have to learn to make it into cheese. Does anyone have any expertise in that field?

Oh, and I need to hire a goat sitter for when I get married and we have our honeymoon.

Not supposed to snow in the Summer. Not supposed to snow here at all. Not good for the farm. This... ugh, it sucks.

I think this is worse than the snow in December. If this frost kills everything we've recently planted then we're gonna have our hands full once this the ice is gone.

I may or may not have gotten five of the dogs at work to carry me around sled dog style. Hey, they needed the exercise and I'm a lazybutt!

Well Zelda and Caroline, I must say, you girls can throw one hell of a party, even one that is last minute. Well done ladies. I tip my hat to the both of you.

I think I'm gonna wash my truck today. Occupational hazard of keeping fertilizer and other gardening things in it means it's pretty filthy. Mostly in the bed, but the exterior is pretty dirty too.

So much for a relaxing Memorial Day working on my final. It's moving day - finally.

Now how to fit all Elena's clothes in the closet remains a mystery. According to her, I can't just 'shove them all in'.

We definitely need a bigger place.

Billy and I are going to Pride in LA on the weekend of the sixth. We were gonna go to San Francisco again, which was where we met last year, but it turns out that this year it's the same weekend that we'll be in Scotland for Zelda's wedding. So we're gonna do LA and have just as much fun as San Fran.

We'd love it if anyone else wants to join us.

Hey, everyone.

I'm back?

Oh man you guys, The week started out great with this whole 'new roommates!' thing and I'm super excited about that, but then my mom called me from Japan just to be mean to me, and I am like...

Screw today, I'm going home.

Here, let's all have some bunny therapy.

( cut for image, viewable to all, it's seriously adorable )

Merryweather

Navi is unhurt. She was able to take care of herself.

open to all

For those worried about Merryweather's cousin Navi, she's okay.

Something hinky's going on.

My cousin's married to this English guy named Pete Wisdom, and one just posted online. They don't even look alike, but they act enough alike where I've got goosebumps.

And I tried to call her, but Navi's not picking up her cell, and she always picks up her cell.

I'm freaking out.

Should I call the police or something?

Well, I officially graduate next Friday from UCLA. I didn't get to go out like the big sports star I wanted, but I landed my internship at ESPN and will be starting their full time after the 4th of July weekend. Life is pretty good. Hell, I think even my dad is proud of me. That's kind of a scary feeling to have directed towards me.

JUNE 28!!! We picked the date! The castle has been reserved. Now we're working on catering, flowers, invitations, accommodations, travel... oh, and Honeymoon! Not sure about that one yet. This is all so exciting! I can't believe it's so close!

I'd forgotten how good it feels to be on the stage, again. And doing Shakespeare, no less! There really is nothing like the live theatre. Not that I don't love film acting, as well, but there's something about being in front of an audience that gives me a thrill.

And it helps that my dear friend is in it, with me. Exciting times!

I'm still trying to get used to the fact that America is so obsessed with celebrities. I went to LA over the weekend and my goodness! There were those weird buses that tour the city looking for celebs and people selling maps to their houses. I even saw a bunch of paparazzi camping out at a restaurant waiting for a star to emerge. Is this really how this place works? It's kind of insane and it makes me feel so much better about being a simple nobody. I don't think I would want that kind of publicity.

Rebekah, Stefan, I have some Easter presents from Natty, can I drop them off later today, or do you all have plans? I need to talk to Stefan about some things anyway. Better to do in person.

ohmygosh I've been to see that Captain America: Winter Soldier movie, like, four times now.

Since everyone seems to have a pet on here, I thought maybe I'd throw a party in a dog park! (It's hard to get cats out of the house, but I like those too, just saying I'm not cat-ist.)

Who'd be down for a puppy picnic? I figured it'd get me to get to know some of you guys.

OH AND IF YOU'RE ZELDA AND LINK AND SOME GUY NAMED MOUNTIE, MY COUSIN SAYS I HAVE TO CHECK ON YOU.

But no, seriously, Puppy Party '14, who's down?

The only positive I can can find about getting sick is the fact that my girlfriend is a nurse and can take care of me. Swollen throats are not fun.

It's difficult being a designer who does custom orders. Someone wants me to make their wedding dress, and all their ideas are ... well, a bit hideous. This woman wants to look like a cupcake made of tulle on her special day. Hoop skirts should not be in weddings. I wonder if there's a nice way to say "no, I will not make this because then people will know I made it and my reputation will be ruined". Probably not.

My fiance is like, 15. :(

This is awwwwwkward.

[Filtered away from Piers]
I need some help. I am cooking a dinner for my boyfriend on Saturday. I don't cook that much, but I can do some easy things. Does anyone have some great recipes that are pretty easy but aren't like burgers and fries. I need something nice.

[Piers]
Don't make plans for Saturday. I'm cooking dinner.

Hell, what do people even write in these things when they don't have crazy dreams or strange crap happening to them. Everything I've tried to write so far has sounded lame or socially awkward.

So... I'm Eomer. Formerly of the US Army, now just a regular guy with private security credentials.

Considering there's a nine year old on my couch who, when he gets back to normal, is probably never gonna leave, I could sure use a job.

Anyone hiring? I've got credentials enough to lead a security operation for any of the local companies. I've also been a bodyguard and an honor guard.

So I kinda woke up as as kid yesterday. I hope this isn't like, a result of dreams or something and permanent. Cuz I don't remember dreaming about being a kid.

Made for an interesting trip to the comic book store today tho. I called in sick so I just stuck around the shop all day and bought a ton of stuff. Lucy, one of the cashiers that usually knows me, thought it was adorable I had the same name as a 'regular' that goes there. She gave me a bunch of Captain America Winter Soldier pins and some other swag the store had that they supposedly "ran out of" after the early morning giveaway. Guess it pays being an 'adorable' twelve year old.

New update on the being a teenager again business. Apparently, it's not something to be dealt with via magic. I've spent the better part of the day so far trying all manners of glamours and enchantments but it just cracks or slips away after a few moments. Since when does cheating not work, honestly.

On the heels of this are new dreams. Thor is a bad driver, no one is surprised, and I get tricked yet again but it's fairly well thought out so I suppose I have to admire that.

Also, and this is probably just the whole being a teenager thing which makes giddiness inevitable, Fandral was a delightful and unexpected surprise, as far as his part in it all went. Something about being smirked at by a fifteen year old this morning over breakfast seemed to cause him some discomfort, though.

CLARICE BOUGHT ME SOME NERF GUNS, THIS IS AWESOME!

she knows me so well i heart her in a purely child like way i just wish she'd let me have a cigarette or some coffee or something but that's okay.

Because NERF GUNS

i think i had too much sugary cereal this morning holy curse words batman

You people are silly, I can dig it.

I get why everyone keeps talking about their dreams now. I have to admit I had some pretty strange ones last night.