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I love helping out and being the face and sort of man in charge of the charities I set up, but I really hate when people come up with the "let's do a bachelor auction" idea.

I really hate it when they say I'm one of the bachelors.

So, if you'd like to "purchase" me in a totally offensive, vaguely racist cattle call, Saturday the 21st at the Hyrule Hotel in downtown Irvine is your day to do it. But it does support a good cause - Helping Hands. We help kids out who were in the foster care system for long periods of time by setting them up with lots of scholarships and grants so that they can go to college for as little out of pocket as possible. Education shouldn't solely be an enterprise of the rich.

I think I might be getting the hang of this internet thing! I've ordered books off Amazon now, though I haven't been able to purchase one of those electronic readers. I enjoy the smell and feel of books too much.

I've also looked at that netflicks business! Quite interesting, and so many films I haven't seen! I quite like the period dramas.

What's next? Tweeter?

OMG these dreams. I am so done with them! Done, do you hear me!? D O N E. That's how you spell the word, the word that I am using for these stupid dreams.

I can't even sing without people getting bored with me and falling asleep!!!!!!!

And I'm some fat round fluffy ... RRGGHHHHHHHHHHHH I don't care if Princy-poo from earlier thought that was interesting, I'm getting SO ANGRY about it. And worse, even worse, is the part where I don't even seem to be able to speak. All I say are things like "Jiggly" and "Puff".

PUUUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFF

Anyone ever really want to punch someone through a wall? But you can't because it's not really their fault you want to punch them. Or at least they haven't remembered yet.

Asking for a friend.

Well then. Ah think ah've had enough of these dreams everyone been talking about already. Ah could have done with out them.

Dream me is either a genius or stark raving mad. But she spent so many hours poring over data and maps and old manuscripts that I can't fault her in that choice. We.. They would have spent most of the expedition just trying to find the island. They had to take the gamble. Why shouldn't we search in the area that everyone else keeps skipping over as unlikely and too dangerous?

I dug around a bit myself when I woke up. I think I'm right. And if Roth has faith in me, and Grim can sail us on anything as long as it's wet, we'll find that island.

Not entirely sure what this is when it's at home, but I suppose the worst that'll happen is they'll find a reason to deport me. Name's Gemma Masters. Nothing special; I'm a bartender, looking for a position here in the county, and no, I won't flash you me tits if you tip well. I keep myself to myself, but I suppose it might not be bad to meet people. Don't mean we'll be bosom friends, though.

What in the hell? That was easily one of the most fucked up dreams I have ever had. Guess I shouldn't have eaten those tacos right before bed, huh?

So, I've been trying to figure out how to work with this shield, and I gotta say it's going pretty well. Except for a few broken windows. It's kinda like riding a bike? I dunno, it just feels so familiar. And it's pretty cool, so, there's that.