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Blood rain aside, this has been a really great Valentine's Day weekend. It's been so long since I really connected with someone. Usually I buy myself candy, watch Love, Actually, and gripe to my mother over the phone about how awful the holiday is. This year I have no complaints. That caught my mother off guard. Sort of caught me off guard, too.

I am never going to sleep again.

so what the fuck is even happening right now?

[posted on Sunday night, late]

I was looking forward to getting back to my own home; not that the getaway to Las Vegas wasn't fun. However, the process was immensely slowed down when what appeared to be blood began falling out of the sky. What happened?

Was there some sort of sacrifice performed that incurred the Maker's wrath?

Clearly, we made it home but left all of our things in the car because why would we subject them to the 'rain'? I still feel gross...maybe another shower is in order.