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Happy Thanksgiving to all, country of residence regardless. ^^

I am blessed to have peeps such as you to hang out with. heart

GOOBBLE GOBBLE.~

Had a really strange and rather amusing dream.

I dreamt that by day, I was a country music singer touring with Carrie Underwood and by night, I was a vampire aristocrat.

During the day I would attend high school with Carrie Underwood (not really sure who she is, but in my dream she was this bubbly little blonde obsessed with expensive jeans) and just run around having generic teenage fun with her and our pack of friends. The high school had to be fenced off because fans would constantly be sneaking on campus and disrupting classes trying to get our signatures or take pictures.

More often than not, school would have to be replaced by personal tutors as we traveled from city to city to hold concerts. I guess to save time, we just flew everywhere instead of having one of those tour bus fleets. And because we just liked to have fun with friends, we'd pack up our little inner circle of friends and take them with us. Apparently we all had extremely permissive parents. (Well, not me...I was 10,000 years old.)

For some reason we ran everywhere. Bathroom? Run. Shopping? Run from one store to the next. Going home? Run even if there's public transportation. Apparently I was trying to run off my Thanksgiving gluttony in my sleep. XD

And then at night I would put up my hair, dress in these a-frickin-mazing ballgowns and cloaks and attend balls and other social events. Apparently not only am I a sun-proof vampire, I don't need to sleep at all. I had an official consort as befitted my super-high station but I didn't give a fig for him. He had a jealous lover who was a green-eyed black-furred werewolf dead set on killing me. I had the gift of prophetic dreams plus I was just entirely too strong for her so everyone knew that she was just fooling herself, but it didn't stop her from amassing a lovely sword collection and giving me filthy looks.

Once I noticed a new sword she was wearing and told her that I seemed to recall it from a dream involving death. She got almost chirpy about that, thinking that she'd found a weapon that could defeat me. I was just messing with her, though. Apparently I was a sun-proof, un-sleeping vampire jerk. *snicker*

My consort/her lover just kind of watched me cat to her mouse with a resigned "what can I do?" air. He loved and humored her but practically worshiped me, so his only involvement tended to be on the side of telling her to stay outside when we went to parties. Really put her panties in a twist to be effectively tied to the lamp post while her owners went inside.

Everything during my vampire-side dreams was drop-dead gorgeous. The werewolf woman was walking talking hotness. My consort was even more beautiful despite being a man. My gowns and cloaks and scarves had more gemstones and crystals on them than my actually jewelry did. The palace had crystal-cut windows and marble floors inlaid with rare woods and precious metals and it snowed every night up in the mountains where we partied.

I do love my brain sometimes.

You, Pete, and I are all in the same boat XD!

Because glitches are fun!

BRI. YOU BROKE THE GUILD D<

Yay! Sunny Fixed it!

Edit: and I re-broke it...