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First it was another year of people just... randomly kissing or whatever because of mistletoe. Now my boss nearly got strangled by a wreath after what I'm pretty sure was Lock, Shock, and Barrel running into the alleyway. Because of course.

If my Force powers could decide whether they want to stay or go, that would be helpful. They were gone an entire week before returning again.

False hope makes people dangerous.

You know, it's funny. I came here expecting to be laying on the beach Christmas Day, but I got a white fucking Christmas after all.

Not sure how I feel about that.

You know, if I were still living in New York I'd be pissed off about the snow, especially since it's indefinitely postponed the trip that I'd planned for Lily and me to take during this last week of her school vacation. But it's actually been kind of magical watching it come down and cover the backyard and the beach. It's the sort of thing I'd never really have taken the time to appreciate in Manhattan because it was usually just another day with bothersome snow that slipped between your coat and your sweater on the walk to the subway or made it impossible to hail a cab.

But I'm quite amenable to snow when all I've got to do is sit inside drinking coffee and watching movies with my kid. She's dying to go outside and play in it, but not while the wind is howling and the snow is falling so thickly that we can't see the neighboring houses.

(Private to Castle)
Though, once the snow clears a bit, I do have an idea involving you, your mom, and the kiddos.

And Meredith, if she's still there. But I hope she isn't.

It is particularly concerning that I didn't notice outside of the dreams that Carter and Sadie had gods living inside them. Hosting the gods is particularly illegal when it comes to the magicians. It actually explains a lot about why Set has been hunting us this whole time.

In other news, there is a considerable amount of snow falling outside and I believe I am stuck in my house until the foreseeable future.