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I figured out where that doll the Dreams gave me came from, and I can't say as though I like it.

Still Dreaming that I'm in the Otherworld version of my apartment building. You know, I lived here for two years, it shouldn't be this hard to navigate. Of course, it would help if there weren't wire walls here that aren't there in the real world. I did discover that if I stick pieces of paper under the door to my apartment, when I return through the hole, they're there with notes written on them from someone named Joseph.

My dreams seem to be settling into a formula. Either me and my friends are out and we see someone attacking innocents, and we help them, only to discover it is linked to the big bads, or we get sent on another mission by Dungeon Master, with the hope of a portal possible leading home at the end, and end up having to not go home in order to save others.

I'm not sure if I could keep being as heroic as my dream self is, giving up chances at going home over and over in order to protect others. It's kind of depressing.

Know what's fun? Proving people wrong and then getting them to do a dare of your choosing.

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Don't feel bad, Jim. You're still pretty.

Apparently it didn't take long at all for me to start dreaming again. I'd forgotten what they were like, almost. I'll admit, it's sort of fun to be off doing my own little mission. Posing as a Spanish sympathizer and befriending a woman who claims to have visions from God. Though just as I woke up, Constance arrived and brought the Queen with her, so I'm certain everything will come undone quite quickly.

C'est la vie.

It's playoff season and the Cubs are one of the favorites.

Spoiler, I'm a Cubs fan and we are stubborn but also fatalistic.

Dozed off today and was left with the image of a dragon in my mind. Too much sriracha before my nap, apparently.

I see Fox is doing the Rocky Horror Picture Show as a remake. Are there any performances in Orange County? I've never seen it live.