I've never had trouble with my dreams up until the ones that actually manage to kill off my family. When my mom dies in a dream I immediately wake up. When my grammy dies, when my dog dies, it's like the dream stops me and shakes me away. But last night, my dad died in my dream. And it was so real. And it seemed so likely. And I remember it like I had written a complete story dedicated to it.My...

Blargh, as much as I love participating in Mibba, I can't help but get irritated with contest making. I love it to pieces, but it would be so much more fun if people actually joined.I see billions of contests with the same type of material. Pictures, slash, bandfics. I mean, they're really fun and all, but I just can't help but get a little bored when there isn't anything else to sign up for....