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Even if my dreams have tapered off - the new ones, anyway - apparently whatever powers that be feel it's prudent for me to still receive 'gifts.' The Wrath of Lovias sounds ominous, but it's really just a staff best used for channeling wintry magic - I know a few spells, but I'll have to work on more, even with me being down an arm for casting. The staff has an intriguing origin though, it's sort of designed after a staff belonging to the former Archon Lovias; an Archon is the mage who rules entirely over the Tevinter Imperium. But this particular Archon finally succumbed at age 89, which is a pretty good lifespan for medieval times, his death caused by choking on a fishbone of all things.

The whole story is the subject of a few comedic plays in Tevinter, which I did get to see the times I've dreamed of traveling there. Awful, but. Hilarious.

Anyway, I've gotten back to work with my regular client sessions and work with NAMI - the party to kick off their series of hiking events is coming up, and there are prizes available for the most creative hiking boots. I figure if you can spice up hiking boots, you probably deserve a prize anyway.

I return, Valar. I surprised Mom and Dad with a trip to Italy to visit my mom's mother just in case the Cancer is terminal. We are still hoping for positive results, though.

Damon, what's this I hear about you going to Japan?

Bloody hell I need a nap.

I must have a serious case of the Mondays, but I feel a bit run down today. Shouldn't be this annoying to get back into the work groove after a vacation and short work week. Maybe my body is revolting and wants to stay on London time.

No one judge me if I skip a meeting or two. I should add nap rooms to list of things to change about this place.

So I've been told this is the place to go for information and one thing I've learnt is that you can never have enough information.

I'm Sameen Shaw, call me Shaw and if you couldn't guess I've just moved here. So tell me something good people, something interesting or fun to do around here.

I am so excited. I'm going to buy myself like twenty kimonos.

There is nothing quite like waking up to the smell of burnt plastic, nose to nose with a half melted but still very recognizable helmet to start your day on the right foot.

Playing drinking games with the RNC was probably not the best choice for my liver.

Team Mystic?

No one can even say they have no idea about the whole Pokemon reboot craze going on basically. I have to carry around two port chargers just to keep my phone juiced up for 8-10 hours while I'm working lately. This is insane.

What's also insane is that I'm waiting to find Charizard invading one of my dreams at some point. Wouldn't be that bad, maybe I could have been a Trainer but nooooo I had to go and be Spider-Man. Maybe I'll find some spare parts and try and make himself a real pokedex, only I'll give it a real purpose. I dunno.

On the other hand, true life finally echoes my dreams. I got dumped! WTH!!!


Where are my fellow Team Mystic's at? C'mon...