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Sadie, Carter, and I have left Sadie and Carter's grandparent's home to go to the twenty-first Nome's mansion. Of course, we went with their very interesting uncle and I'm stuck as a cat until further notice. Also, I had to be invited into the house, which I knew, but Sadie did not. Trying to take me in there without permission hurt. That's magical barriers for you.

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I hate having Dreams where I'm angry. It was a really nice Dream, until the end. Then I woke up angry. After my run I felt a lot better, but still. It'd be nice to have happy Dreams once in a while.

So first I have to dream about having an embarrassing crush on a boy and now I'm dreaming about taking a compatibility test that's told me that we're not even on the same page. I think I could have told myself that, but apparently in the dreams, I'm not all that bright about these things. My first hint should have been that he had a girlfriend.

I felt like I got hit by a bus when I woke up this morning, though I'm pleased to say that now it just feels like a dull ache. I dreamed last night that there was a wooden weapon's contest, no women allowed, with a large bag of gold coins as a reward afterward. There's not a single thing in that sentence (other than, perhaps, wooden weapons) that didn't draw me to it, so of course I entered, disguised as a boy.

Though now I'm sure that the reason no women were around was because a sixteen year old girl, armed with a wooden bucket and a cleaning brush, managed to bring the eleven year champion to his knees.

If only the dreams had thought the large bag of gold coins I had won was worth sending through.