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With the way my dreams have been going lately, I can't help but wonder if that is what my life would have been like if I remained in Mumbai.

Do anyone else's dreams make them wonder the same? Not specific to Mumbai of course, just that it's a way their life could have turned out.

I'm not really into basketball, but I do a bracket for the NCAA tournament just because why not? Auburn just had to go and bust my bracket, though. Dang it.

So, question to those of you who aren't human, or fully human, anymore because of your Dreams. How do you tell your parents or other family members that aren't Dreamers that you aren't human? Because I won't be able to hide my cat ears from my parents forever.

So, A little bit of random history trivia for those who are interested: Abraham Lincoln is in the National Wrestling Hall of Fame, and apparently liked to talk smack to his opponents.

I got a few second interviews next week. It's always good to know my personality wins over some people. My current supervisors has to know what I'm about to do.

In less serious stuff: [Video of his pygmy Bantha, Majy, playing at the park with a giant yellow rubber ball.]

Pets are great.

Ugh, my head is still pounding.

Stiles and Cisco

Are you two alive?