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Easter bunnies can be quite creepy actually.

okay so my school, the one in my dreams, its called Beacon Academy right? And it's a school for huntresses and my little sister is so gifted that she got bumped up two years so she's in my same class, which is really kind of the best thing ever.

she's kinda nervous which i get but i know she'll make a lot of friends, despite the whole getting blown up thing.

after introductions and the whole 'blah blah this is what we do its really dangerous' thing we get assigned to teams.

only its really awesome how we get assigned to teams!

( cut cuz its long guys )

Can't tell if the God of War just likes me for me or for my killing capabilities. But I think Lao Ma's teachings finally sank in or maybe... But things change. Not sure how it makes me feel. Not sure who I'm sposed to be anymore. Almost put down the sword forever. Ended up helping someone.

Now I got a side kick. From badass warlord to wandering ronin with a side kick. Go figure.

Further proof that beer is a near universal constant.

The things you do to help save the planet... I woke up in a dress of all things. There was a little bit of a sewer smell, too. It was not a very sanitary set of dreams... but at least I'm learning more about the world in them! Even if it's got me trying to call him again

Hope everyone is doing alright! Guess I gotta find a reason to use this dress now... after I get it dry cleaned.

My dream self is off doing foolish yet justified and somewhat brave things again. This time it's an assassination. There's a rich man, Eldritch Palmer, assisting the vampires in their takeover of New York. I'm using my technology know-how to spy on Palmer to figure out where I can hide out to help my friend end Palmer's life and take out one of the vampires' biggest allies. The vampires don't have much without their mortal lackeys.

I kind of impressed myself. I'm using the same technology the United States used to find Bin Laden. It's amazing what you can pull together when half of New York owes you favors. In my dreams I've been holed up in a room with my friend Ephraim for days, just listening to Palmer's conversations trying to put something together, but he never leaves his tower. Hopefully he'll be making a speech or something in public soon.

Watching reruns of The West Wing, wishing Jed Bartlet was running for president. I don't have very much hope for the upcoming presidential race.