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Cerberus couldn't take me down, and I'm not going to let the Reapers take me either. Those fuckers aren't turning me into one of their mindless slaves. When I go out, I'm going out in a blaze of fucking glory and not with a whimper.

I went to the Pet Expo in Costa Mesa today. I almost came home with another dog and cat. That place is dangerous.

How can May 1 be tomorrow? The year just started.

In other news, the New York trip is on. I bought the tickets today. The bar proprietors convention should be fun.

I haven't had any dreams since November, which I was kind of glad about cause it gave me time to focus on school and stuff like that, but of course the night before an exam, they return.

So, after Hera was unhelpful, we continued through the maze until we came across a Hundred-Handed One named Briares, who had been captured by Titans. We ended up rescuing him, but I had to beat him in a game of rock, paper, scissors before he'd come with us. And let me tell you, when you're playing against a guy with a hundred hands, it's not that easy to win a game of rock, paper, scissors.

After that, we ended up on this ranch called Triple G Ranch and guess who was there. Nico. And during all of this I kept having dreams about Daedalus and his son and nephew.


And now I have to try and study for this exam and not think of the owner of the ranch who has three bodies and one head. You would think I'd be used to the crazy creatures from Greek Mythology by now, but no.