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How much of an asshole do you have to be to send kids down to a planet you think is uninhabitable? And tell them they are expendable.

[John]
Guess what.

Okay hit me up what's your favorite really stupid internet meme

It's uh, for research

Welp, it looks like mystery solving is either really well paying, or our parents are bank rolling this fun break from learning actual educational things.

I mean, sure, the mystery solving is honing our deductive reasoning, and logical thinking is a huge part of it. Fred's traps are... well hit and miss, but there's probably some physics in there too. Velma doesn't need to worry about a thing, I guess, and I do still get to use make up knowledge to solve some of these. I just wish I got to change out of the purple sometimes. It's nice, but it's not a statement colour.

Of course, then you've got these people, dressing up and trying to scare folks so that they can make money or get away with something. I suppose that's another life lesson? Take responsibility for your actions or some group of meddling kids will come along and unmask you?

I don't even know anymore, I'm still waiting for Scooby to suddenly start talking and for me to understand him.

I woke up this morning with another engagement ring on my finger and a pounding headache.

I wish it had been from enjoying memorial day too much, but it is from the dreams. I'm adding this ring to the other one and they'll sit in my bedside drawer until I can work out what to do with them.

So dream me also grew up in a circus. A literal traveling circus called Haly's Circus. My dreams seem to be all over the place as far as order goes, but whatever. I can piece it together I think..

Things like this are so exciting. Intact ancient roman mosaic tiles, buried for millennia!

I'll never understand people that want to take out all their frustrations at life on people working their minimum wage jobs. Because clearly the price on the box of cereal is not what you're this mad about, even if it's what you're yelling at the poor clerk for. No one in the history of any thing has been this angry about cereal. You're clearly mad about something else and cereal is what you've chosen to blow up about. And it's not even the clerk's fault. Either you misread it or there was a tag error, but the person ringing you out is not the one who makes the prices. Just. All of us want to go home. And learn how to treat others, please.