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We need a game night. Just the four of us.

Friday. Mine and Hank's place. 8pm. Be there or I'll ice you.

I wanted to let you all know that this year, for my birthday, I was hoping to take a visit to Kent. Ginny will be coming with me. I know Ottery St. Catchpole isn't in the area here, but I figured it was time for a visit in the UK here. It's a good way to use the money given by the portal!

I will not say no to anyone who wants to join, of course. I will most likely be gone from 4 February and will be back 10 February.

So you guys have had access to the portal through a lot of these crazy events. I don't know if it spikes or something when something happens, but is there any chance we could get a heads up at the Sheriff's Department when it seems to be up to something?

I signed up to audition for my boss's husband's play. Back-up role. I thought it would be funny.

Are you going out for the musical this time around?

Alright, comrades. I have been jotting stuff down and so I think I can make an official announcement and say that I am going to move out of the Cottage!

... but not very far. In fact, into the backyard. I'm building myself a treehouse. For those who don't know, the naturalists back in Brakebills had one for the students. It was pretty damn sweet. I want to kind of replicate that here except make it Josh-esque. Because if I don't really want to sit around and wait for the portal to deliver a treehouse like it did with Whitespire (which is pretty freaking sweet though).

So what do I need from you? Ummm, mostly just words of encouragement. Those are always nice. If anyone wants to help with the plotting and the magicking a few sturdy trees together, that would be cool too. Furniture shopping can come later, but I'm trying not to go too purchase-crazy right off the bat.

Going PInterest-crazy, however, has already happened.