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Hello, everyone. I've just moved to the area. I'm from California, actually, but I've never spent much time in Orange County.

And I'm starting to see why.

My name is Loras. I fence and it keeps me quite busy, though I hope this network will help me meet more people around here.

It’s kind of hilarious. I’m just sitting here doing my laundry and studying. I’m only taking up two washers, and all the rest of them are free right now. Two people keep fighting over the same exact washer, because “It’s the bigger one”, taking the other’s clothes out and dropping them on the floor to put their own in and then leaving. The other one comes back, gets mad, and does the same. Mine will be dry before either of them make it through a wash cycle. Just. Use another machine. Or stay with your clothes?

I hate spring ahead cause while I like getting the extra hours of sun during the day, I dislike losing an hour tonight. Sure, I'll be asleep and it's not like I get up early on Sundays anyway, but still. It's the principle of the thing. And yes, I know I probably sound crazy.

Some of the Oscars outfits are so beautiful, I am incredibly jealous! I think the red carpet is actually my favourite part :)

Lesson Learned: don't show teammates the one photo from a photo shoot you thought was lovely of you. They'll spend the next hour in tears of laughter wondering if you've gone soft on them.

On a side note, they got pummeled during sparring for it. I had to reassure them, after all, I've not gone soft on them.

I start on a new film project next week and it's looking like it's going to be super busy. But I must be doing something right since they want to increase my team. So if anybody has costume or make up experience please let me know and we can set something up to go through your portfolio.

Peeta, would you be interested? We could work it around your school hours.

I would have thought that running my own business would leave me with less time to do things, but I've actually got a surprising amount of free time still. Enough to feel like I'm not neglecting Loras or anyone else. I was worried I wouldn't have the time to continue to teach Myrcella to drive, but we've run into very few snags there.

Today We're signing a deal with a new production that starts filming next month so suffice to say, things are going well.

Now, I don't mind keeping things neat, but the fact is I already do a good job of that. Why this phantom organizer felt it was necessary to come to my aid is beyond me.

Furthermore, everything may be nicely folded, but nothing is in the proper drawer. It makes no sense to fold pants. They are meant to be hung.

Just my opinion. But it's true.

I need to get out more.

I've spent most of this month relaxing. Which, I won't lie, has been utterly nice. We decided to wait on my next fight for a few extra months, which is a nice down time and I can focus on Alucard and do lighter training for awhile. I'm excited about all that. It'll be nice to finally get away for a week or something and visit someplace we've never been.

Although next week I have a stupid photoshoot scheduled for the gym, since I'm all pro now they want good photos of me. I'm not so excited about that.

I'm in need of some relationship advice...

I've been with my significant other for over 6 months, and we're going to be in Ireland for a wedding. I really appreciate him sticking with me and just being himself...and I was wondering what a good gift would be to show him that I really care about him.

I'm not thinking about engagement rings or anything that serious yet, but something that is tangible that he can look at and admire...and you know, think of me and smile. I'm just not used to dating and buying gifts.

To all those that know James, please don't mention this conversation...that means you, Jesse.

Edit: I meant Scotland...not Ireland. =\

So what's everyone's favorite car?

What did I learn last night? Taking care of three drunk men is pretty much like babysitting toddlers. Which is a challenge when you're not really that sober.

I really enjoy taking the dogs with me on my runs in the morning. They have fun playing in the sand and get their exercise at the same time. Considering how rambunctious they usually are, they're pretty well behaved when I take them out even without leashes. I know that I probably should have them on leashes, but it'd be hard to run and hold leashes at the same time.

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 )

I've found assisting at a local shelter to be a very healing experience. I've been able to pick up my tools again. I no longer feel sick at the smell of sawdust and paint. Though it may be over for curry. There is a bit of light at the end of this tunnel.

Although I did run into an old friend the other day, and that has sent my head spinning.

I wonder if I might ultimately return to law. The idea has been bouncing about. I feel that I need a change. The people at the shelter know me as Ben, for example. I'm still not sure why that was what popped out of my mouth.

Well, I don't quite know how I've never seen this community before... Considering I'm usually online, etsy and other

Hello everyone. :) I'm Sansa.

I can't even recall the last time I had a dream, but last night I dreamt about Brienne joining my Rainbow Guard. Loras was not too pleased with that. Then I met Catelyn Stark. She came to me to deliver a message from her son, who had also claimed the crown. She also admonished me for treating the war more like a game. I gave her a tour of my camp then had Brienne show her to a tent. It's interesting, because I've known Cat Stark for many years since even in the waking world Robert is friends with Ned Stark. Perhaps I should pay a visit to the Starks soon. After all, Myrcella is staying with them at the moment.

I can't quite believe that, not only is Christmas almost here, but I've been back here for a whole year now. How is it possible that an entire year has gone by? In a few months I'll be getting married. It's all so surreal.

Jesus Christ. Moms at Toys R' Us mean serious business. You do not want to fuck with these ladies. I'm lucky that I got out of there with my limbs intact.

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.

Ah kinda feel like punching stuff. Anyone wanna get punched? Or you know go find trouble with me?

They apparently make nail polish especially for dogs.

I think Charlie needs to be a pretty princess. Or maybe red and green for the holidays?

Congratulations, scientists have taught monkeys to move robotic arms with their minds. They're so far behind me it's laughable. Hah hah!

It won't be long before you're all fat.

I'm gonna be that person for a moment. I'm quite happy that my house is now mine and Loras' house. He officially moved in about two weeks ago or so and I can't he happier right now. Knowing that he's going to be here every night instead of mainly on the weekends and being able to fall asleep next to him and wake up next to him every day is so much nicer. And we've also made some more progress in our wedding planning. Every now and then I still can't believe this is real and I have to pinch myself.

(1) So. Coughed up blood when I was doing my 20-mile run the other day. I'm fine, just a little hoarse.

(2) Despite that, life is just ... well, awesome right now.

(3) Midna, Jeannie loved the glass lily. You're a genius.

Heh! I assume there are a few out there who would be glad to hear I'd been robbed of my ability to speak. So sorry to disappoint. In quasi-solidarity, I am taking the day off to read. I have several books out of the library and I think I like a day to, well, read them.

Update, shortly thereafter...

Faiza, Anakin dropped off a bag of these. I'll try my best not to eat them all.

Okay, so Qui-gon says I'm the 'chosen one'. So that along with the fact that mother claimed I had no father, I'm calling it now: I'm space Jesus. It totally makes sense.

Oh, and Obi-wan and the Jedi Council think I'm dangerous. Technically I'm a nine year old boy but I've still managed to spook a bunch of Jedi. I won't lie, I'm very happy for the kid, managing that.

This month is already gonna be a whole lot better, I can tell! No more grumpy face for me, I'll leave that stuff to the professionals, like Grumpy Cat or Obi-wan!

You know you're a grumpy jedi, Obi-wan. It's okay! You should get a sparkly latte with me and Padme sometime and learn how to smile and embrace the sparkles!

Anyway, I'm really lookin' forward to gettin' in shape and I've signed up for some of those accelerated learnin' classes! This is going to be so much fun! I really can't wait.

Tomorrow night I'm flying back to London for the first time in quite a few months. I'm excited to be going back, but it's a different sort. I've reasons to come back, this time.

It's nice.

I have had the worst headache this weekend

There's someone around here named Renly Baratheon, isn't there?

I know this is very odd, but I had a dream about you the other night. I mean not a dream but a Dream. With swords and fighting. Not anything untoward.

If there isn't, then just ignore me for talking rubbish.

This phasing is quite a pain in the arse. I just spent a good fifteen minutes attempting to pick up the tea kettle, but my hand kept going through it instead. I would appreciate it if this ability would kindly stop. The last thing I need is to accidentally phase through a piece of furniture and break a hip.

So I walked into the kitchen this morning to find the dogs playing tag with each other, which is normal except for the fact that they were playing tag by flying around. I cannot help but find that somewhat odd...

I just tried flying. I just bloody flew. It was terrifying!

With some extra help at the ranch, I can start to relax again. Of course knowing me, I'll just volunteer elsewhere and resume driving myself bloody crazy.

I haven't had any dreams lately. This sucks. I actually want to have a few more. I've been working out a lot - martial arts in the morning, yoga, and the gym. It takes most of my time but it's worth it. I didn't know I had weight to lose, but I've dropped almost 15 pounds.

I have a shoot coming up, but I forgot to put it on my calendar. I'll call in tomorrow for the details. At least I didn't miss it.

So, I've been trying to figure out how to work with this shield, and I gotta say it's going pretty well. Except for a few broken windows. It's kinda like riding a bike? I dunno, it just feels so familiar. And it's pretty cool, so, there's that.

Well, to those in favor of a free Scotland... I was unable to liberate them. I apologize. I also failed to smuggle back any genuine haggis.

Anyone know of a good place around here that offers boxing? I kind of miss fighting hitting things hitting the gym and going a few rounds.

And now there is a tent behind my house. Not like a tent you camp in, but one from my dreams. It's huge. There is an actual ornate, king sized bed and a large table with actual maps of Westeros and hangings and candles and it's all exactly like in my dreams. Completely authentic. I'm glad I own the part of the beach behind my house, otherwise this would be harder to explain.

Aside from the tent, I dreamt about laying claim to the Iron Throne with the assistance of Loras' father. I have this feeling that my dreams are getting close to the end.

I have discovered a hot spring spa in my travels. Which reminds me very much of the baths on Tatooine. I'm doubt I'll be letting them wrap me in mud and cellophane any time soon, but the mineral water is very relaxing.

I got up to go to the loo just now and draped over my bed was one of the banners with my sigil from the dreams. The last time I had a dream or got anything from them was in April. Funny thing is, it's slightly different from the banners at King's Landing. Instead of it being yellow with a black stag, it's green with a golden stag, almost like Loras' sigil with the green and gold. Well, now I have to figure out what I'm going to do with this. It's quite large.

Well, it seems I've planned my vacation, no, retreat for the perfect week. I do hope things are peaceful again, soon. On all fronts.

[Locked to Faiza]
I'll be in touch. I'm heading north, hoping for some wide-open spaces, to give my mind the room it needs to de-clutter. My heart stays wherever you are.

Hello. My name is Alice Morgan. I was invited to this network as a way to possibly take my mind off a recent loss. My gentleman friend was brutally killed, shot in the back, like a dog - and in Napa Valley, of all places! There truly is no place safe anymore.

But yes, I decided to return here, to where I used to live, in the wake of such a tragedy. I have a bit more money to spend, and I've just found a good job. I hope to meet and make friends with all of you in the coming months.

This dream thing is pretty give-and-take, isn't it? One minute it's great and the next it's - I don't want anymore of them.

Not so great.

I really feel like -
Anyone wanna go grab a drink or something -

I'll be at the gym late today if anyone needs me.

I think the people known as 'paparazzi' might be the lowliest form of life currently existing. Say what you like about serial killers, at least when they're lurking outside your home they have the courtesy to murder you and end the farce. Or perhaps I'm bitter because the young man currently crouching in a car at the end of my street like a wounded badger.

These creatures nest in trees taking photographs of women's underwear, people's day-to-day going-ons, and newborn infants. They would be arrested if they didn't justify themselves as 'giving the public what they want'. Well, the public are idiots. They don't know what they want. The public will want what they're given if they get enough of it.

I never was one to really talk to a lot of people, but one thing the Valarnet has helped do is to pull me out of that and make me sit up and take notice of things. Well, the net and Portia. But mostly the net, really, with it's crazy stories and interesting people. Portia is just awesome because she's Portia.

I like this place.

Oh, dear.

Grace and I were watching television today, and we came across a mixed martial arts fight. It was two men, rolling around and punching each other in the head, mostly on the ground. They wound up with one on top of one another.

My eleven-year old daughter looked at me and said "Papa, isn't this kind of homoerotic?"

My eleven year old daughter knows the word homoerotic. I'm inexplicably impressed and worried at the same time.

This whole royal baby thing is ... A little out of hand? I think?

I mean. Congrats, and I get (sort of), where the cheer comes from? But literally every newspaper and news site and every other facebook post is, well. Royal baby based. I get it. The kid was born, he's a boy, everyone's happy.

How long do you think until it passes?

Well my first week of being an intern over summer went well. I am set up on the computer and their systems and am shadowing one of the lawyers. It is very interesting and I am glad it is re-affirming that I am on the correct career path.