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I need to work on not being a hermit. Though, it's so easy when you just want to curl up in a ball.

So Chewie found this dropped pacifier on the sidewalk during his walk this afternoon. It's like his newest favorite thing. I want to take it away from him but damn, this is too adorable!

( Cuteness overload over here )

And I'm starting to remember why I've never had a job. My skills don't exactly play well on a resume.

Okay so say someone ends up getting cut by a scorpion faunus and poisoned and it makes them really sick and then you get the scorpion stinger. Is it possible to make an antidote with the poison from the stinger? And if so, how do I do it? I have to make this right, I have to save him

I hardly see why it would be necessary to sign up for yet another social media website, but my father just had to insist. He usually gets what he wants, who am I to complain? I suppose some of this content is interesting, if a little hard to believe.

Dreams that turn into reality? Creatures attacking? Random precipitation that lasts a month?! Attacking Christmas creatures! Orange County, you need some serious help. I think it's possible they've dumped just a few too many hallucinogenic drugs into the water.

And don't even get me started on yesterday. Yesterday was awful.

I was having the most perfect shopping day when this silver eyed buffoon just ran right into me! She made certain to protect my face from making contact with the pavement, so I suppose I should be thanking her? Well I won't. My coffee splashed all over and that skirt was dry clean only!

Dreaming of being a giant nonhuman fighter of monsters was shocking at first, but now it is getting... normal, almost. Every week or so, I get a new dream, and it involves either starting a new quest or continuing one form the last week.

I don't and would not, ever, want to be this guy, but he is not so bad of a person... most of the time.

I much prefer my life, though. A whole lot more.

My dream self has a lot of adventures. Most while he is stuck as a disembodied soul bonded to a suit of armor. Which is just plain weird.

He can't eat that way, and I wake up sometimes with cravings for foods I have never heard of. I am so glad I have never had to be like that.

If you know that someone you love is going to die in the dreams - should you tell them before they dream about it?

Hazards of working this week in the middle east: how did i get sand in my canteen? seriously how did that even happen?