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I just read that there's a place in Valley Center where you can swim with otters. Unfortunately, it's already booked up for 2017. I guess I'll have to wait until next year to swim with otters.

I walk into work to see this happen



I don't think I want to know


[Virgil]
Looks like you join a team after all, at least in this version of my dreams as you're now a Teen Titan.

In spite of half-Strigoi pricks telling me it's unimportant, I've been furthering my research on Strigoi communication in my Dreams. Eph and I both decided that we needed a sample of the Master's 'voice', but where to get it? Well, where else but the flight he flew in on? The bloody black box aboard that plane that flew into JFK airport and doomed New York City to be ground zero of the vampire apocalypse. Unfortunately, to get to JFK you have to go through a heavily infected part of the city. Everything has fallen apart. People killing other people for food and supplies. It's horrible. Luckily, Eph has a taxi cab with plenty of gas and he was driving me and Quinlan through the zone to JFK.

And then I saw a family with small children having guns pointed at them and I wasn't having any of that bullshit. They told me to stay in the car. I didn't. I tried to get the assholes holding the family up to drop their guns, but wound up in a stand-off with guns pointed at me. I must have blinked or something, but it only took an instant. Suddenly Quinlan was out of the car, killing those assholes with surprising efficiency with his sword and stopping to lick the blood off of the blade. The family we saved ran off in terror and Quinlan scolded me before we got back in the cab.

Very surreal. I think a vampire, a half-vampire, just saved my life.

Never underestimate the power of love. In my Dreams it seems as if my cousin was brought back from death by the sheer force of his girlfriend's love. I wonder what he would have to say if he knew he was a werewolf with a hot blonde girlfriend in my Dreams. I miss him, but I don't have a phone number for him. Us Rumanceks aren't always in touch with one another. Sometimes it takes weddings and funerals to bring us together. Here's hoping it's the former that brings my beloved cousin to me.

Auditions for A Midsummer Night's Dream are a little over a week away and I just did something to my ankle. This is awful. If I can't dance my best for the audition then I definitely won't be in the production. Dancing through the pain is a bad idea, too. I wouldn't want to hurt it even worse. The doctor agreed to check it out tomorrow so I'll know the best way to treat it. I mean it's not horrible pain, but I don't want it to become horrible pain.