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[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

Anything you want to talk about?

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[badassprof.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I get to bring dessert this Thanksgiving. None of this "youngest gets to bring the last course" crap this year.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ These are the saddest, most pathetic eyes you've ever seen, Gene. ] But Gene, you know I can't cook. What will I do if I burn something and can't bring anything over? Thanksgiving will be ruined and it'll be all my fault! You wouldn't do that to me, would you?

[brookebabbles.livejournal.com]

All the boys want me. I can't keep them straight anymore.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Blinks. ] Is that a... problem?

[tehnerdzilla.livejournal.com]

No. No. Nothing at all.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Gently. ] If that were true, Luke, you wouldn't be here.

[colegrapher.livejournal.com]

[Cole is just going to slink down in his chair and shake his head.]

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

Your teachers have been worried about you, you know. They say you don't spend time with anyone but Dorothea and Miles. They think that's unhealthy.

[jamborees.livejournal.com]

Yeah, actually. Is it weird to have a sexual dream about the King? The Burger King, not, you know, King Lear, though if I were an older lady ( suggestive face ).

So anyway yeah, is that weird?

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

Not at all. The current theory is that dreams are our brain's way of defragging at the end of the day, like a computer. They take all of the input you got during the day and try to make sense of it, often in very, very strange ways. Dreams don't really mean much unless we give them meaning, and the content only matters if you think it does. Having sexual dreams about anyone, even people you're generally unattracted to when you're awake, is completely normal.

[hasabrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I'd prefer to talk about it over dinner.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Raises her eyebrow. ] I would, but I wouldn't want my brother to get jealous. Plus I've never been big on taking his sloppy seconds.

[nomalibubarbie.livejournal.com]

[There is no way she's talking about this. Not at all. She pulls her knees up in the chair and smiles brightly at Miss Kelly.]

No. Everything's cool. How are you?

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Grace is capital C Concerned here, Ainsley. You are not getting out of this without a fight. ] We're not here to talk about me, we're here to talk about you.

[v-lokisdottir.livejournal.com]

The teachers are exaggerating this whole thing... I'm okay. Really. I just wanted to get the color of blood right for my painting, so I thought a smear of it might work... like a color swatch.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Raises her eyebrow. ] I know that artists are supposed to pour their blood, sweat, and tears into their work, but that's overdoing it a little.

[badassprof.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I get to bring dessert this Thanksgiving. None of this "youngest gets to bring the last course" crap this year.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ These are the saddest, most pathetic eyes you've ever seen, Gene. ] But Gene, you know I can't cook. What will I do if I burn something and can't bring anything over? Thanksgiving will be ruined and it'll be all my fault! You wouldn't do that to me, would you?

[brookebabbles.livejournal.com]

All the boys want me. I can't keep them straight anymore.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Blinks. ] Is that a... problem?

[tehnerdzilla.livejournal.com]

No. No. Nothing at all.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Gently. ] If that were true, Luke, you wouldn't be here.

[colegrapher.livejournal.com]

[Cole is just going to slink down in his chair and shake his head.]

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

Your teachers have been worried about you, you know. They say you don't spend time with anyone but Dorothea and Miles. They think that's unhealthy.

[jamborees.livejournal.com]

Yeah, actually. Is it weird to have a sexual dream about the King? The Burger King, not, you know, King Lear, though if I were an older lady ( suggestive face ).

So anyway yeah, is that weird?

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

Not at all. The current theory is that dreams are our brain's way of defragging at the end of the day, like a computer. They take all of the input you got during the day and try to make sense of it, often in very, very strange ways. Dreams don't really mean much unless we give them meaning, and the content only matters if you think it does. Having sexual dreams about anyone, even people you're generally unattracted to when you're awake, is completely normal.

[hasabrogue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I'd prefer to talk about it over dinner.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Raises her eyebrow. ] I would, but I wouldn't want my brother to get jealous. Plus I've never been big on taking his sloppy seconds.

[nomalibubarbie.livejournal.com]

[There is no way she's talking about this. Not at all. She pulls her knees up in the chair and smiles brightly at Miss Kelly.]

No. Everything's cool. How are you?

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Grace is capital C Concerned here, Ainsley. You are not getting out of this without a fight. ] We're not here to talk about me, we're here to talk about you.

[v-lokisdottir.livejournal.com]

The teachers are exaggerating this whole thing... I'm okay. Really. I just wanted to get the color of blood right for my painting, so I thought a smear of it might work... like a color swatch.

[guidinggrace.livejournal.com]

[ Raises her eyebrow. ] I know that artists are supposed to pour their blood, sweat, and tears into their work, but that's overdoing it a little.