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Well, the official opening of Pimpernel Outreach with the benefit dinner and silent auction was a success. Even if my parents tried to use it as an attempt to rehabilitate their image and garner good PR. As if I wouldn't call them on their naked hypocrisy on showing up. Though if it was calling them out on that where reporters could hear, or that I was there with a woman and bringing 'shame' or whatever to the family name that made them go rigid and clearly uncomfortable, who knows.

I'm sure I'll hear about both away from the glare of the spotlight but it was worth it to call them out to their face and refuse to be their pawn in an obvious attempt at good PR to wash away weeks of horrible statements.

I don't know how I managed but I got a whole week and a half off of any work. I don't know what to do with my time. I mean, shit, I usually am off two days and work for two weeks. Maybe we're finally cutting my schedule back. Or it means I'm going to get some hard ass assignment in a few weeks and they want me rested.

That... is probably more likely.

I really don't understand why I'm having these stupid dreams. Everyone is having crazy things with flying powers and creepy children with gas masks and I'm bascially living in the Breakfast Club.

I'm just doing my thing being an 80's stud and hoping to win the love of one of the girls in school. Which also means I'm kind of a jealous dbag who goes after some creepy dude at the school that has been stalking said girl (at least in my mind). I even broke his camera while trying to be macho.

Seriously, I don't understand the point of these dreams.

Well, well, well my dreams have just gotten interesting! My brother Max returned home from Princeton for Thanksgiing and he brought along a new friend named Jude. He's from Liverpool and there were definitely sparks flying between the two of us.

I will say the coolest part of the dream was a big song and dance number in a bowling alley.

I haven't been sleeping well. The regular nightmares are throwing me for a loop! Am I stressed about something? Ugh. They're not Dream nightmares, though. I don't think I've ever had a Dream nightmare.

Any tips on how to get better sleep?