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Whatever kind of crack they were smoking to produce The Santa Clause feels like one of those once in a life time kind of sparks of genius.

That or it's the eggnog.

Having a fire type Pokemon isn't as bad as I thought it might be. He has only caused some minor damage, but he has a useful skill in the snow. He just de-iced all the walkways out to my car. That's pretty awesome. If anyone needs some de-icing, let me know.

Last night's dream wasn't the best. I asked the Doctor to go and see my dad. And I was stupid and did exactly what he told me not to do and it just caused all sorts of bad situations, but...it was my dad. How could I watch him die?

He passed away the same way he did in real life. These dreams are getting too close to comfort now.

This is like the WORST WEEK, why am I so unlucky?

I went down to the mall to ask Santa for help with my finals for Christmas, because who doesn't believe in Santa? But he told me I was too old for this, and then this mistletoe appeared?

And... well I kissed a Santa and I think he liked it. I hope that means he's going to grant my wish, I have no idea how that even happened. I'm so going to fail these, guys. Maybe he'll at least put in a good word for me? I really shouldn't have spent so much time playing that free video game but come on, free video game.

I'm glad that Eliot and Felix aren't as fucking obnoxious and loud as Eliot and his new boyfriend are in the dreams. El and I were supposed to go a this magical party/orgy in Ibiza and instead Eliot met Mike and it became all about Mike. If anything came of it, I got a genie. Well, we made a Djinn to give as a gift for the magical elders who were throwing the festival and we thought we were making magical gin since we wanted to give them something different than the year before.

In the end, Eliot decided to stay home with Mike and I had to bring boring Todd with me. Oh joy.