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Mar. 15th, 2019


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Guess the party is over. Fought a giant lizard man.

And it...Didn't go well.

I couldn't save Pete

Mar. 12th, 2019


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Last night, D managed to get himself kidnapped by fucking Peruvian terrorists. I went to save his skinny ass and somehow ended up caught up in whatever his grandfather got him into, which was, apparently, a trip to Lake Titticaca (hahaha Titicaca) to look for some golden city called El Dorado or something. We didn't find any gold, but we did find a whole bunch of golden, extinct fish.

How the fuck we didn't get murdered after that I'll never guess at. And I can't figure out what the hell D's family had to do with any of that.

I'm also not entirely sure how I'm going to explain away these handcuff wounds on my wrists when I go to work tomorrow.


In not dream related news, Chris has apparently been feeding this stray cat every day after school and today she decided to follow him home and won't fucking leave. I don't have the time or the patience to take care of this mangy fleabag but Chris nearly started crying when I told him he couldn't keep her so I guess we're stuck with her. For now at least.

Feb. 21st, 2019


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Second time this month I've had someone throw a brick through my window. I'm not sure why people think that'd scare me. It just pisses me off that I have to keep replacing my window.

Jan. 22nd, 2019


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Zombies broke your door?

Windows not the evil dead-proof?

The giant hole in your wall depressing you?

Don't despair! Call Peter -- renos and repairs done in a reasonable time frame. Can't pay? I love trades!

Jan. 9th, 2019


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The amount of times D has used me as his freaking alibi is starting to really piss me off. Last night I dreamed he dragged me to the ballet with him. Sometime between the end of the... what is it called, a play? A dance? Anyway, right after the thing, before they all did their little bow at the end, the prima donna or whatever she's called disappeared.

I know D was responsible for this. I don't know how since he was sitting next to me the whole damn time, but I feel it in my gut. She was in his damn shop just days before, and then poof, gone. There's no way that's a coincidence.

Dec. 21st, 2018


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I nearly forgot how much I really fucking hate Christmas. Between the snow, the lines, the traffic, and Alex leav everything else, it really is the worst goddamn time of the year.

Dec. 16th, 2018


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Okay I'm just going to go ahead and say it now - Die Hard is not a Christmas movie. It is a movie that takes place at Christmas and that is a completely different thing.

Dec. 6th, 2018


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Just about the only good thing about all this damn snow is that my balcony has turned into an extra large beer cooler.

Nov. 6th, 2018


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So last night in my dreams, D broke into my apartment and cleaned it. And then bitched at me when he broke his finger nail tearing down my posters. He even threw a goddamn tea cup at me mid-argument, as if it's somehow my fault that he decided that didn't agree with my decorative motif and decided to start tearing shit down on his own accord. What kind of man wigs out over a broken nail anyway???

Anyway, I guess he doesn't approve of my "lifestyle" or "cleanling habits" or something like that so Chris is going to be living with him now. I've officially told Chris that he's working undercover on the D case, so there's that I guess.


Also, apparently there's a country in my dreams that let's a fucking cat choose who the next king is, which is possibly the dumbest thing I've ever heard (apart from "Orcot, we're pulling you off this murder case so the entire fucking department can look for this stupid fucking cat or else there will be an 'international incident'". What the actual fuck.)

Oct. 31st, 2018


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Sending out a warning to any trick-or-treaters in the Irvine area. If you see a... well... monster-like truck, please let me know. My pickup seems to be... alive. DO NOT get in front of it; someone apparently put teeth decals on the grill yesterday and today those fangs are very real. It already ate through my neighbor's mailbox on its way down the street.

Again, if you see this truck, do not approach and contact me directly. Thank you.

Oct. 8th, 2018


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Well, Chris has shown up in my dreams. It was kind of strange to see my aunt and uncle again. It's been over a year since the accident. I never really got along with either one of them, but it was kind of nice to see them again.

I say kind of, because they decided to drop Chris off with me with absolutely no warning whatsoever and fucked off back to New York. Still traumatized, still mute, and me in the middle of a big case.

So my dream self did what was clearly the most logical thing, and dropped him off with the serial killing, drug dealing, horse race fixing, ballerina stealing, sweets-loving freak I've been investigating for the last year to babysit him.

Normally I'm down with dream me's decisions, but I'm really starting to think it's time he gets some actual friends.

Sep. 3rd, 2018


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I have a lot of questions about the dream I had last night. Like why I let D pretend I was his boyfriend why, when deciding to research how to defend against vampires, my first choice was to crack open a Playgirl magazine. And why Playgirl actually had answers. And what the hell is D And why my dreams decided I needed to have said magazine and a photo of D's grandpa. Who, coincidentally, looks exactly like D, except wearing normal clothes. It's downright creepy. That's definitely going in the bottom of the sock drawer.

Aug. 23rd, 2018


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I'm finally going back to active duty at work today, and Alex will be getting out of prison it looks like life is going to finally start getting back to whatever counts as normal here. It would be nice if things actually stay normal for a while.

Chris, my kid brother, hasn't been dealing with things so well. I ended up calling his sister in New York last night and had a long talk with her about something that could help get his confidence up, and it sounds like he's always been an animal lover. Given how fucking stupid people are, I can't say I blame him.

Anyway, I don't suppose anyone knows of any sort of... activities or programs for a seven year old that would let him deal with animals on a regular basis, do they? I really need to find something that will help take his mind off all the shit he needs to deal with on a regular basis.

Jul. 24th, 2018


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I got a phone call from my dad.   I hung up and he called back, left a voicemail.  I had blocked his number, his old number.   He changed it.  I'd block this new number too - but he said he wanted to come visit me before the next school year.   He didn't say when.  Maybe it's a bluff.   I've never told him where I live.  I just feel like if I block his number again, he might find me and show up.  At least this way, he might call first and I can get away.  

It makes me feel like I'm in a bad horror movie.   When I finally started to feel like the monster was gone, he finds a way back into my life. He's not as bad as the monster in my dreams, but he's scary enough.   

It's got me thinking of taking a trip.  Hiking or some other student budget-friendly vacation.  I think I could get the time off work.  My boss would understand.  Any recommendations on places to see?

Jul. 14th, 2018


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I think I had one of those Dreams you all talk about.

I was a kid on some space colony. There were these aliens, the Chozo. I befriended one of them. After they left, we were attacked by space pirates, and a space dragon murdered my family. The Chozo I'd befriended found out and came back for me.

It was all a jumble when I woke up, because I was not in a good way, but I think they infused their DNA into me, and started to train me like one of their warriors. I don't feel any different though, except I could really go for murdering some pirates.

Why can't I just dream about kittens, or that cute barista I saw yesterday?

Jul. 12th, 2018


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You're all welcome by the way.

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Fae can eat my ass.

I get attacked by this big giant wolf thing so I kill it. The pelt was huge so I skin it and sell it to this hot mercenary woman.

But that night another big animal bursts into my shitty house, only he's some big Fae High Lord or something, because the big wolf turned out to be another Fae. And it was go back with him across the Wall or stay there and get slaughtered in front of my family. A life for a life. So I chose to go.

When we got there, his... second in command I guess? Was a lot nicer. Still an asshole so that's not much of an improvement. They all wore masks too. Some kind of enchantment or curse. I expected like a... cell, but I was given a gilded cage really nice room with the most amazing bed I've ever seen.

No one tells me anything, but there's this fairy. Some kind of evil flesh eating creature that if you trap it will tell you whatever you want to know. So I went out and trapped it. It wasn't too helpful but it did let me in on a few secrets. Such as Tamlin being the High Lord of the Spring Court.

Tamlin was pissed, but he'd made sure my family was safe, so I'll give him points for that. And he was teaching me to read, and he gave me paint. So much paint...I'm getting vaguely Beauty and the Beast vibes and he's pretty hot when he's not in a monster form.

They have this Spring Festival, too. I wasn't allowed to go so I went anyway, and nearly got dragged off by three evil Fae from another Court, only for the... most beautiful man I've ever seen to come to my rescue.

You guessed it. Also an asshole.

And that's when I woke up.

Fuck the Fae.

Jul. 2nd, 2018


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Finally getting back to work today. Granted I'm stuck manning the desks instead of doing something actually useful, but it sure is better than binging that Lethal Weapons TV show some more.

I just really wish that my dreams hadn't decided to welcome me back to work with a dream where D tricked me into rigging a horse race. I don't know why I'm surprised, or how I didn't see this coming. Of course a human trafficking, drug dealing serial killer wouldn't be above fixing gambling matches. Still. Pisses me off. Especially after I put a bet on the horse in question.

Anyway, D blatantly breaking the law in front of my face or not, I don't think there's a goddamn thing on earth that could ruin my good mood today.

Jun. 28th, 2018


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I love my baby

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Jun. 21st, 2018


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Lying on the couch for days at a time is the most frustrating thing I've ever had to do. I'm pretty sure getting dream shot is worse than getting actually shot. Not that I'd know.

At least those same dreams gave my Gattolotto. It's nice to have something to talk to when Chris and Alex aren't around.

Jun. 8th, 2018


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Another dream, another murder. Though, this time, D didn't do it. Actually, he ended up helping me solve it, which is kind of annoying. I hope he's not expecting me to owe him one, because the only thing I owe him is a one-way ticket to the slammer. Also, I'm starting to be pretty damn sure he can talk to animals. Dream me's convinced he's losing his damn mind, seeing as people can't fucking talk to animals, but I've seen enough weird shit over the last few months to think that D standing for Dolittle isn't that much of a stretch.

May. 24th, 2018


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You know what I miss? The good old days where if you wanted to get something off your fucking phone and onto your goddamn computer, you just used a USB cable and dragged and dropped. Why the fuck do they always have to make shit so goddamn complicated? I fucking downloaded like, three programs to figure this shit out and I still couldn't get the file off my fucking phone.

In other news, it looks like I'm going to need a new computer. And maybe a drywaller.

May. 8th, 2018


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Had another dream last night. And man, D's taste never fails to fucking baffle. Around Christmas, I dreamed that D was juggling a mafia boss boyfriend with a dominatrix dentist girlfriend. Cut for mentions of cannibalism; no IC cut )

May. 2nd, 2018


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I've been having these dreams of living in this apartment every night since Sunday. It was all pretty normal, until I started having dreams in the dreams. I'm not sure how, but in my dreams, I dream about the apartment, but it's not my apartment. Someone else lives there and it's...I don't know how to describe it, but it's bad. It's all run down and covered in rust. At least I hope it's rust. And there's this....guy...zombie? who crawls out of the wall and comes after me! It just about grabs me and I wake up.

I don't think I like this.

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Well. My dreams had yet another surprise in store for me. My brother asked me to come back to London, and what do I find upon arrival? A city gripped by terror, for it is October 1888 and Jack the Ripper is committing his atrocities. My brother is no where to be found and everyone but me seems to think he's dead.

So I follow in the Ripper's wake, taking on the guise of Atropos in the process, with the goal of ending the reign of terror and finding my brother.

Apr. 10th, 2018


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Daddy came into town for the weekend to see how I was doing and we went out to eat at one of our favorite fifties style diners. Probably the most unhealthy food imaginable, but also some of the most amazing. While we’re sitting there trying to figure out what we’re getting we hear the woman at the table next to us asking the waitress what the healthiest thing on the menu is. I just sat there for like five minutes kind of trying to figure out why you’re going to come to a restaurant that has the phrase “It’s not healthy, it’s not fat free” as part of it’s slogan? The waitress steered her towards the house salad because that is literally the only...light option they have there. I enjoyed the look of horror on the woman’s face when I ordered a triple meat omelet with extra bacon and hashbrowns with cheese on them.

Apr. 1st, 2018


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It's the apeepcalypse out there! I managed to capture one of those cute killer bunnies.

I named it George.

Mar. 31st, 2018


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Man, I can't believe it's already Easter tomorrow. Time really flies. It's my first Easter with Chris so I gotta make it good. I'm thinking I'll buy a bunch of chocolate eggs tonight after work and I'll hide them in the park near my apartment in the morning.

Any idea where the best outdoor hiding spots are? I was thinking putting some up in the trees but I don't know how good of a climber Chris is

Mar. 26th, 2018


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I have to replace my entire bedroom set. And the carpet. And probably my front door because even though my dad’s tried to repair it I still don’t think I’m going to feel very safe sleeping there. Maybe I should just sell the house and get a fresh start all together

Mar. 21st, 2018


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Had another dream last night. They usually don't come so close together. My department was forced to play babysitter to some political powder keg. Unsurprisingly, said powder keg blew up. Literally. I was pretty sure it was D so I tracked him down, but by the time I found him that morning they'd found the actual suspect. I'm still not convinced D wasn't up to something. Dude's shady as fuck.

On the bright side, all my complaining finally paid off and D actually had some eggs and vegetables to give me for breakfast instead of the sweets he's normally got lying around. The eggs were kinda weird, but not too bad.

Mar. 19th, 2018


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What the hell? It's snowing out! It's actually snowing!!

...why is it snowing?

Mar. 7th, 2018


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So to top everything off, I have a bully.

And guess what kind of animal he is? (For the record, I'm an adorable fluffy bunny in my dreams)

It's bad enough when your parents don't want you to do something new and different, but to have a bully literally push you to the ground and tell you it'd never happen?

Can't dream me catch a break? Won't someone believe in me??

Feb. 25th, 2018


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I haven't been sleeping well. The regular nightmares are throwing me for a loop! Am I stressed about something? Ugh. They're not Dream nightmares, though. I don't think I've ever had a Dream nightmare.

Any tips on how to get better sleep?

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I really don't understand why I'm having these stupid dreams. Everyone is having crazy things with flying powers and creepy children with gas masks and I'm bascially living in the Breakfast Club.

I'm just doing my thing being an 80's stud and hoping to win the love of one of the girls in school. Which also means I'm kind of a jealous dbag who goes after some creepy dude at the school that has been stalking said girl (at least in my mind). I even broke his camera while trying to be macho.

Seriously, I don't understand the point of these dreams.

Feb. 22nd, 2018


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I spent several hours watching Curling both today and yesterday. It's actually quite engrossing and once you understand the rules, exciting to watch.

Well those are words I thought I'd never say about such an odd sport.

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Man, last night was so fucking great, right up until I fell asleep. Apparently, hockey games make for great fucking dates. Who knew? The Ducks kicked the Star's ass, too. Now I'm going to have to find a copy of The Mighty Ducks for Chris to watch. Too bad Blockbuster isn't a thing anymore.

Too bad I had to finish the night by having another fucking Dream. I have seen way too many bodies that were half-eaten by animals lately. Ugh I'm going to be sick. This hangover is not helping.

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Seems like I find myself doing this a lot lately but - I need some help from law enforcement that knows about the Dreams because something...Penny’s back in the hospital because of his. An overdose this time instead of getting stabbed, so... that’s at least a little less messy right?

Actually - I could kind of use some help from anyone with medical experience too with this one. The doctors are having trouble treating him because he didn’t actually take anything.

Feb. 21st, 2018


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I always thought parents were suppose to be the supportive type. You know, the kind that tell their kids they can do whatever they set their minds to and that they can be whatever they want to be. It seems my parents are the 1% in that area, both real and dream like.

I know they're just trying to protect me, want me to be safe, but telling your kid to settle?

I have a feeling I know what my next dream might be.

Feb. 18th, 2018


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There's something going around. It might be some kind of virus, or magic, I don't know yet, but it's making people fall in love. With each other. Themselves. Objects. Pets. Celebrities.

Pretty much anything they're looking at.

It's like Cupid run amok.

Feb. 9th, 2018


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This is the most honest thing I’ve ever seen describing me in the morning. Which makes the fact that Will is the ultimate morning person suck that much more. One day I’m going to figure out how to keep him from getting up at dawn.

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Well at least this time no one died in my dreams. Just left town because the doctor’s there couldn’t treat my mom’s cancer. Sam had to help get them permission to leave town, but for some reason even though I was only 17 they couldn’t get permission for me to go with them so - every teenagers dream come true right? Getting to live on your own?

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Have either of you heard from Katou? I haven’t since before the insanity started. And I’m worried.

Feb. 8th, 2018


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One of my neighbors asked me to make a custom cake for their daughter’s birthday. An Oscar the Grouch shaped cake which I’m pretty sure I can do easily. I asked how old their daughter was turning and found out that she’s going to be 40. This is the kind of thing my parents would do if they lived out here, and I love it.

Feb. 7th, 2018


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Yeeesss! Looks like my dry spell has finally ended! I've finally got myself a super hot new girlfriend, and just in time for Valentine's Day. Hope she's not expecting expensive jewelry for it like the last one. She's a model, and she's gonna be big guys.

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Feb. 4th, 2018


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Does someone what to explain the last few days to me? Those weren't just earthquakes, or weird feathers, or a falling egg. I'm confused, and I'm not even drunk.

Jan. 21st, 2018


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Has anyone seen this man?

[picture of Wash taken sometime over the past summer]

His name is David Barrow, but he goes by Wash. He's a member of this site. He's somehow gotten dragged into a Dream bleedover and has been missing for several days. He may be possessed so if you do see him and he's acting strangely, don't approach him. Send either me or Carolina a message.

Thanks for your help.

Jan. 7th, 2018


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God, these Dreams really piss me off. Just picturing Count D's smug little grin grinds my gears. And he's obviously doing it on purpose. I dreamed that I arrested a pickpocket, and then the Count posted bail for him. The Count claims it was because the guy bought some animal from his shop, but the hell kind of business practice is not only sell animals to homeless pickpockets but to post their goddamn bail when they're caught in the act. And the Chief's one of his customers too. Why???

He's clearly just doing this to get under my skin. Well it's not going to work, you creepy little turd.

Dec. 19th, 2017


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[If your character's friends with Leon or Chris or has kids around Chris's age that he could conceivably know, assume you were invited]

I'd say Chris's 7th birthday was a success this last Saturday. A friend of mine lent me their backyard, so we got to build snow forts and have a massive snowball fight. Who knew running around in the cold with a bunch of screaming hellions could be so much fun. Thanks to everyone who showed up.


Christmas came a little bit early in my dreams. And it was fucking weird. Dream me decided to spend Christmas eve with the guy I've been investigating for serial murder, drug dealing, and probably human trafficking too. And I thought my Christmases here were depressing.

And then he gave me the runaround. Gave me some story about how he accidentally gave a dragon egg to some old man and his grandkid instead of a turtle egg and insisted he had to fix it. But first made me drive him to his dominatrix dentist girlfriend (dollars to doughnuts she was operating without a license. I should have busted her, off-duty or not), and then to his mafia boss boyfriend.

And then he talked me into breaking into the old man's house to switch out the eggs. Hope the chief never, ever finds out about that.

Then I had to throw this egg into the ocean, and... I guess we hatched a three headed dragon? It disappeared right after I saw it so I could have been hallucinating.

But what a fucking trip. This is only my fourth one but I literally have no idea what I'm supposed to expect from these dreams.

Dec. 17th, 2017


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[Filtered away from Judy]
That moment when someone from your dreams turns up and is just as frustratingly annoying as she was in them.

She doesn't even know anything yet, so that should be exciting.

Dec. 4th, 2017


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You know, if I wanted to live in a goddamn winter wonderland I'd move to Canada or something. I'm just glad that I d9nt have to deal with traffic anymore. We've had dozens of accidents since the white stuff started falling. Mostly fender benders, but seems like everyone forgets how to drive as soon as this shit hits the ground. You'd think they'd be used to it after a few years of this.

Chris is excited though. Six-year-olds get excited about the dumbest things. I googled things to do in the snow. We don't have a yard or anything like that, but I think I'll take him to the park after school today to make maple taffy and maybe have a snowball fight. If anyone wants to come along, the more the merrier.

Speaking of Chris, his seventh birthday is coming up in a couple of weeks here. I've got no idea what I'm supposed to do. I guess I could just make reservations at Chuck E. Cheese, but then I'd be expected to pay for all his little friends, wouldn't I? I definitely can't afford that on my salary.

Nov. 27th, 2017


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You know, before this year, the only thing I liked about Christmas was that it had all the best movies. But Chris is pretty excited for Christmas and I guess it's rubbing off. So I've been thinking of showing him my favourite things about Christmas.

Is six years old too young to spend the month watching Lethal Weapon and all the Die Hard movies?