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And so commences the yearly call from my sisters.

Honestly, the fact that they feel obligated to call during Christmas is ridiculous. We weren't that kind of family and the tradition is exhausting at best. I would much rather get drunk without the interference from their woes.

The festive period really isn't the time for unhappy families.

I remember now why I don’t go out of Black Friday. I am going to have bruises for a week.

Asked this question once a long time ago, but we got a whole buncha new people so I'm gonna ask it again.

Bacon.

I am beyond ecstatic they went there.

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Brb going to seduce the moon

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I'm starting to build a regular schedule up for Bell's Bites. Owen, the owner of The Cellar, and I have worked out an arrangement where I'll be parking in the lot for his restaurants open mic nights on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Bell's Bites will be opening up there at 8 pm and closing at 1 am providing food to the performers and patrons while The Cellar handles drinks.

[Emma Frost]

Any idea what days will work best for outside of your building? Maybe Mondays and Thursdays?

[Christy]

What do you say Sunday - you, me and movies and bad food?

[Jeremy Gilbert]

Any chance I could convince you to come hang out one of the nights I'm at The Cellar?

Does anyone else have random conversations about things, and then facebook starts hitting you hard with ads on whatever you talked about? It's a little bit creepy. Not that I have anything against tea, ever. But I haven't been searching for it online or clicked on anything for it. But because I talked out loud to Dad about seeing a video of tea changing color, facebook is giving me ads about tea and only tea.

So as of tomorrow Bell's Bites, my food truck, will be officially open! I don't have a set schedule of where I'm going to be on any specific days but I've lined it up tomorrow to be parked outside business name from 10:30 to 6:30. So come see me and get lunch or dinner! I'm planning on having fried chicken - pieces and tenders - with biscuits, mashed potatoes or macaroni and cheese and some vegetable that I haven't decided yet.

( Personal Entry )

Receiving items from the dreams is normal, right? Do we get to keep them or decide what we do with them?

[Blossom]
What do you prefer, necklaces or earrings?

[Alice]
Can I ask for your help with something?

Tell me texting any of my exes is a bad idea.

The ones who aren't dream exes anyway. Not that I'd text them anyway they're the Katherine Pryde Low Self-Esteem Pity Party group. I've had better judgement awake than asleep, mostly.

Except the one who turned out gay, he's fine. Of course if he was around this network would be nothing but bad jokes and puns.

Might actually be an improvement.

( death mention )

Things I have learned; drowning is a terrible way to die.

But my powers work to phase water out of my lungs when waking up and that was not a party,

So I'm getting up close and personal with Jack Daniels!

There is very little more satisfying than donating to causes that my father despises, and doing it in his name. The literature and thank you mail he gets for the substantial donations just makes it all the more sweeter. Even if it does mean there's going to be a performing arts school in Boston named after him, which I could live without, but fine.

At the end of the month we'll finally be breaking ground on a youth hostel in San Diego and the permits just got approved for the one in San Francisco. There will likely be an event planned for early July, since we'd hate to interrupt pride month celebrations. To the effect, Frost International will be donating to LGBTQ+ organisations around Orange County to further assist the journey to equality and support vulnerable youths.

[ ADORA ]
I know you're not really in the modelling game as much any more, but I was hoping I could hire you for a campaign. If you're interested?

I woke up this morning with another engagement ring on my finger and a pounding headache.

I wish it had been from enjoying memorial day too much, but it is from the dreams. I'm adding this ring to the other one and they'll sit in my bedside drawer until I can work out what to do with them.

Well, if there's one thing that's consistent across the board it absolutely had to be my taste in men, clearly.

It's probably the only thing that could've done with an upgrade.

On the down side, hearing the trickling of thoughts from your employees is surely the quickest way to start hating everyone who works for you.

Someone tell me my lifestyle isn't conducive to puppies. Like, convincingly.

I just did one of those Buzzfeed interviews where you sit with puppies and try and answer questions and it was the most fun I've had in an interview in forever.

I want a puppy now though.

[Nebula]
Travel dates look to be end of July :)

You probably got the email too. I realise that now.

[Emma]
Are we on for Thursday brunch?

I am fairly certain that board members like the chance their luck with suggestions. The sooner I can buy everything out and move in my own picks the better.

In the meantime, the first dream gift really is out there. Since neither I nor my dream counterpart really have much in the way of modesty or shame it seems.

Now that I'm curious, I have a question for people who have been dreaming.

Depending on your dreams, would you rather they be more exciting or more mundane?

My own are pretty simple, but it sounds like some people out there only have nightmares from what I read.

Last time, I got male-fied.

I'm kind of disappointed I didn't end up a kid. Might have been fun since the twins are in town. They've been traveling between finishing high school and going off to university.

I remember when they were 11 y/o dorks coming into my life with their big sister. Part of the package deal when we got together. Now they're grown up and I'm not even thirty yet, but I hope she'd be proud of them.

As for why I'm up this late, Dreams getting interesting.

Went to investigate someone who claimed we killed or kidnapped her husband. After I, uh, destroyed some illegal ivory we ended up fighting wanna be Lady Deathstrikes.

Most of you have no idea what that means but imagine a really badass supervillain with adamantium claws on each fingertip and then imagine a cheap knockoff.

Emma

We're still getting along and it's disconcerting but nice. Like. You joked about what would have happened when I wondered about if I'd gone with you instead of Xavier.

And now I know you give the best hugs and cheek kisses and I don't know what to do with this information.

It feels like Forbidden Knowledge.

Super disappointed to find out that yesterday wasn't just a one-day hallucination. o_o

How long do these things usually last for here?

I'm officially a pirate and it's all Emma's fault.

That's new.

I was already a ninja.

Does that make me a pirateninja? Did I win?

I've even got the outfit and sword, woke up wearing it.

How do I look?

Bacon.

It's nice to know that the OC weirdness never really stops. I totally had another set of dreams where I got promoted to Force Captain and then my not-sister and I stole a floating over car thing or whatever it was and went into a forest named Bright Moon? Or the forest was forbidden because it led to Bright Moon?

Either way, Bright Moon sounds like the place where the good guys live, considering I live in the Fright Zone.

We crashed and I found a sword, and when I touched it some lady spoke to me about balance?

Anyway, long story short, I woke up with this on the floor.

It glows when I touch it. I'm putting it in my ottoman and definitely not cutting my fingers off by accident. It's sharp.

What kind of place is 'The Fright Zone'? How does anyone think that's a good name for a place? And, at that, who would live there and think that's the place where the good guys live?!

On the plus side, I've sent the script I'm interested in back to my agent.

[Nebula]
Waters called me again about the horror movie. Can I ask you really really really nicely to somehow make him understand that no means no and I'm not interested in a private meeting to 'make me change my mind'.

I'll buy you coffee?

Considering buying out a microbrewery an' comin' up with my own flavors.

Something I ain't done yet, which is a change of pace.

Naturally, exactly what I needed in the middle of an important meeting was the onset of a migraine the likes of which I haven't had since I was a teenager. On the back of a ridiculous revisit to my deplorable parents attempts at 'parenting' that my subconscious has decided I have to rehash in my sleep, I could've done without work today.

I think I might just have to start Margarita Friday just a little early this week.

One of the things I really wanted to do with my sudden downtime was, to totally give back to society, so I've spent the last few days with Mary's Kitchen in a very unsexy hairnet.

I had no idea so many people needed help with food and somewhere to live.

I'm also looking for a new yoga studio to go to for the start of the new year, anyone have any suggestions?

Glad today is almost over. Almost had to gut someone at the store.

This year Frost International will be hosting a benefit for veterans this festive season. We're teaming up with her business partners and a few small businesses to run the event. There will be a silent auction on the night, a four course meal and entertainment following. The event will be held on the 30th November.

Tickets are on sale at the Hilton, where the event will be held, we're still taking on staff for the event and you'd like to apply there's a link on Frost International's website, you can upload your resume there.

Any donors wishing to give something for the auction can contact me directly.

I get why ya'll talk about your dreams so much on here. Having to relive the worst day football game of my life is not my idea of a good time. I need a drink. Anyone up for a few beers?Or some whiskey

There is nothing more tedious than a board meeting where the board just shout needlessly at one another.

At what point do old white men stop craving the sound of their own voice? I'm considering replacing them all with graduate students, millennials. That would give them the shock of their life.

Hmm, if I purposely try to cause a heart attack and it happens, is that manslaughter?

I have the sudden urge to donate an exorbitant amount to reliable and respectable news sources and journalism programs. Does any one have any recommendations as to which programs and/or news outlets should be on the receiving end?


[Separate but identical messages sent to Elsa, Jean Grey, Emma Frost, and Kara]

I'm so sorry. I (quite naively) didn't realize that my personal relationships would be dragged into the spotlight so handedly as my company became more public. If there is anything that I can do to ease your mind in regards to this issue, I'd be happy to do it.

Red and green tend to be my colors, so it's a good time of year.

Having died, and been resurrected in my dreams, I have to say that life in that world seems to always be up in the air. Nothing stays the same for longer than a few months. Teams change, people come and go, and usually, there's no reason. It's just suddenly different.

Makes me glad for steady work in this life.

I find it really interesting that throughout my entire career as a villain, never once was I arrested. It's not until Scott bloody Summers that I end up in jail. The break out was a nice touch, but here's hoping that it's actually the end of my relationship with him. There really should be only so much a woman can take.

My dreams have been slow. An endless road trip with a reluctant, dying father. I know he's dreaming the same, but I don't know how to talk to him about it. I don't know if he'll start getting sick here too.

I'm just a little girl there, but it feels like I've been going for both of us.

I think I found the source of my long-standing hatred of my curly hair. We can blame little 9 year old me internalizing the whole 'curly hair means you're ugly' thing from The Princess Diaries.

I'm much more content with it now, but my teenage years was a constant struggle. with it.

I should have known nothing good lasts. That nice family we had dinner with, they became targets. They didn't deserve that. If we hadn't been there they would have been okay. He would have been okay..

I'm starting to think the reason infrastructure across the country suffers is that Orange County eats up the budget all by itself. If it's not portals gouging holes in the streets, it's craters in the middle of nowhere spewing demons. This is why insurance premiums are so damn high.

In slightly lighter news, there will be a celebratory party at the Crowne Plaza Costa Mesa, outdoors and pool side, drinks and snacks, a week from this Friday. Probably a little narcissistic to throw my own engagement party, but I hardly care. Jean put a ring on it, I plan to have as many parties as possible to show off my future wife.

Anyone is welcome, naturally, but gifts are more certainly not welcome -unless you're bestowing praises on my redhead, feel free to do that.

I've come to the conclusion that I've been wasting my life.

(Before you stop reading: Don't. I assure you, this is not another mopey, self-reflective post about the love and loss and dreams we don't ask for. It's an offer.)

It's true. I've been wasting my life, toiling as just another staff engineer at yet another fortune 500 company with an impressive name (no offense, Mr. Stark), and not doing something real with the knowledge and talent I possess. There's more to life than being trapped in a lab, being told what to make.

So, I won't anymore. As of today, I'm free to announce the creation of L, Incorporated (or, L-Corp, if you will), a technologies start-up that plans to modernize the industry from the ground up. And, frankly, I need you to come with me. I have investors, inventors, and connections already forged, but I need more.

Engineers: Whatever you're being paid currently, L-Corp is prepared to double it. If you're someone whose name and work I recognize, I'll triple it.

Students: If you are in any of the STEM fields, I'm willing to offer a merit-based paid internship.

Anyone else: If you give me a reason to hire you, I will.

Apply now at lcorp.com, but be sure to mention to me that you plan to do so. I'll make sure my hiring staff knows that we've spoken previously.

Thank you, everyone, for your attention.

Does anyone know if the dreams stop if we leave the network? I'm willing to try it, if so. I refuse to be held hostage by another version of myself's shitty life anymore.

Scientists in Britain have the right idea! Developing tests to diagnose sad sheep. I find it's important to follow the news and world events, yes, but I think we all know how depressing that is these days - take the bits of good news where you can get them. Especially after the devastating blow that is the United States withdrawing from the Paris Climate Agreement. Egad, as we say in the laboratory...

But anyway, I do have a point to this post. Are there any telepathic types out there, willing to test a device meant to amplify brainwaves? Nothing painful or intrusive, I assure you - I received the plans and designs to build the device here, the same device in my dreams, which was destroyed after an attack on our facility. But here it would be used to study brainwaves - those who dream versus those who do not. Perhaps there are differences! I hope even the slightest bit of information would help us all better understand the dreaming phenomenon secluded to just Orange County.


( private to emma frost )

You know... I always thought the Avengers and the X-Men would eventually come to blows about something, but I honestly expected that Stark would be leading when we did, not Rogers.

Utopia was never meant to see that kind of battle, not really. It was a home, a safe haven, just for us. And yet a bunch of non-mutants come barging in to do what they think is right.

For once, I kind of agree with Cyclops on his stance. It's been a while since I could say that.

It is the first time I've woken up energised from a dream battle and not exhausted.

I have SHIELD after me. I deserve it, but first I have to catch the people responsible.

Jumping out of an airplane is not something I recommend, even with a healing factor.

So Gabby and I took a ship to Madripoor, but the captain sold us out. She was also transporting children. I captured the ship and made sure the children were safe, before I continued to Madripoor. She was lucky I didn't gut her.

But I woke up when I was captured by the last person I wanted to see.

I hate to bother those on this network for something that may seem trivial, but eventually I will run out of sick leave. And there is also that I dislike being away from my work laboratory when there is, well, plenty of work to actually be done.

But I have something of a problem. Magic is one specialization I am not well-versed in, but if there is a way to, say, hide appearances in the event that one has experienced a rather jarring 'dream bleedover'? I would be most appreciative of the help. And would find a way to provide compensation, of course.

At least being home has allowed me to read in excess. The world's largest dinosaur footprint was only recently just discovered in Australia! That is exciting, isn't it?

I died again. It seems like that's inevitable, no matter what universe I dream of. I died to hold off the flood of a dam breaking, so everyone else could escape. And then I let the water crash in around me.

But I don't think that was the end.

My dreams started again. Not too long after I yelled at Captain America.

They were bad. So I need something happy.

Give me your favorite pictures of puppies.

What does one do when their older brother, who has two children and a ... fairly decent wife, decides to drop the 'I'm gay' bombshell, having gotten to the point of wanting to live honestly with himself, and wishes to tell a horribly conservative and grossly judgemental father that he's divorcing his wife to shack up with his very male lover?

Considering I know what my father is capable of, regardless of how grown we are, I'm not entirely sure Christian knows what he's doing. Other than finally being honest about things. The sweet thing doesn't fully understand my concerns either.