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I insist that there is a party or a event or something tomorrow night.

If not, I'm making one. I'm absolutely bored to tears.

I am both nervous and excited about cameras taping Roy and myself for the television. I truly do not think my home life will be so interesting; any reason that people may find me interesting is because of my work. And there is only so much of that they can video!

Personally, I think the person who will come away from this a superstar is Buddah, my dog. (I do not know why the people I adopted him from spelled his name in such a way.) But just wait until everyone sees him shake hands, roll over, and dive into the pool!

I had a weird dream last night... Not one of the past life kind of weird dreams I don't think... but weird nonetheless. I was all these different kinds of aliens. I don't think I can describe them well, but there were these centipede-looking things, I was one of those for a while, and things that looked like spiders, those were next, and bears... The bears were beautiful. And they've helped me come up with a new story for the kids at the library, so there's that! I just have to figure out how I'm going to make them out of felt.

Whenever life gets really really terrible, I slow down, take a breath, and I remind myself: I do not manage Amanda Bynes.

What happened, adorable little star of She's The Man?

Girls, we need to discuss what's been going on around here. You know what I'm talking about, right? Because the last photo shoot I did was completely ruined when my dress turned into a banana suit.

Will anyone else be attending the Stark party at Disneyland tonight? I've never been before, and was hoping for recommendations on what I absolutely need to try out.

Barbara will you

So these dreams are getting remarkably intense now. Insanely intense. Scarily intense. That's not a proper wording of that phrase, but get over it.

I don't think they're dreams, they feel more like memories, but that's impossible. You see, I have never lived in New York at an age older than early middle school. Some of you people, most of which I have never met before, are actually in them. Even if for only snippets. People I have NEVER met, never heard of, never seen even on this thing; they're in them too, it is impossible.

On a side note, is Snooki basically just one lasagna away from being Garfield?

And Cool Ranch Doritos Locos taco is amazing, you're welcome for this important review. Now pay me, Taco Bell.

It's Thirsty Thursday and I just pulled a twelve hour shift at the diner and don't work tomorrow. Who's going to the bar with me tonight?

So Valarnet. I've got a little project for us to organize here. I'm pretty sure most of us saw Scoot's post yesterday. If not, he's a really awesome kid who is going to be having surgery at the beginning of next month. I know it's kind of short notice, but I saw someone else mentioning setting up a care package for him, and I'm thinking we can add to that.

Having been there, where you can't really get up and do a lot of stuff, or are zonked out on pain meds to the point you're not doing a lot, it seems like the best thing to do is watch bad movies and I've got the impression he doesn't have a lot of those. Not to go giving out personal information but he's kind of lacking a lot of STUFF these days, and well.

I was thinking we could start up a bad movie collection to give Scoot something to do while he's recovering. Obviously, we're gonna need to coordinate so we don't end up with ten copies of The Incredible Mr. Limpet or something, and a place to drop them off, I'm thinking directly with his awesome girlfriend, but ideas? Thoughts? You can comment here if you'd like to help.

But let's give him an awesome recovery, yeah?

Does anyone want to go out dancing tonight? I figure I'll do that instead of living under my bed like I want to.

( hi valarnet. have some existential angst tldr )

All of those things said, bits of some of my dreams are getting new and interesting details that I did not pick up on the first time through. Is it just me, or Grantaire, is dream you a little bit obsessed with me?

The Spring Fling is this weekend! I can't believe I only have the rest of the week to finish planning. I'm so behind on everything! But at least next week is Spring Break and I can take a beat to myself and relax. Elena, we are so totally laying by the pool like every day next week, okay?

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhmygosh, it's just a little ridiculous that anyone expects you to get up at seven a.m. for a photoshoot. I mean, come on! Who does that?

I mean, other than this photographer.