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It's been quite awhile, but I dreamed again.

I stopped a rampaging, scared deer, and then later was preparing to meet with a King from a neighboring land but had to send my sister in my stead while I dealt with a sudden emergency on our borders.

Doing actually... political things is actually pretty interesting.

Why is it that the night I dream of passing out at my own wedding I wake up with an engagement ring and my wedding dress?

Meet Sonic. Curious little bugger has discovered all of the things to crawl in. Maybe I won't have to make him a extensive habitat at this point. Just put a bunch of mugs in his cage and he's a happy little dude.

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Unlike most everyone else, I wasn't watching the Oscars last night. Instead, I was watching a new documentary on the Science Channel called Lost Beasts of the Ice Age. Being an Evolutionary Developmental Biologist, this was like right up my alley of interests. And holy shit the things these scientists discovered was beyond amazing.

They found an in tact Cave Lion cub, fur and all, which is extremely rare to find. There was a severed and fully in tact head of a Steppe Wolf which has never before been found. And, of course, they found plenty of Woolly Mammoth remains. They managed to get one of the best DNA samples of a mammoth ever found and they believe they can fully sequence the genome of it now, which just freaking blows my mind. Actually this whole program blew my mind, but yeah. It really is an amazing thing to watch and I highly recommend it to anyone who's interested in the subject.

You know you're bored when you're taking pictures of yourself doing things like this.

I don't care if it does mean that neither of them will ever trust me with their phones again - I have absolutely no regrets about downloading Duolingo on Will and Hazel's phones.

So in my dreams apparently high school theater is so cut-throat that an understudy attempted to drug the lead so she could take over the role. I may have discovered Victoria was trying to drug Rachel's tea so I switched the cups when Victoria wasn't looking and oops she drugged herself. Serves her right for being a stuck up bitch and trying underhanded means of getting the lead role in The Tempest.

I'm now getting annoyed by these stupid dreams because they are literally just like my real life with like, a couple minor changes. No dragons or magic or anything like that. Just the same bullshit I lived through here. What's even the point of these stupid dreams if they're just the same as what I lived through here?

I should be doing homework for my classes. And instead? I'm watching a grown woman on youtube bathe in a gigantic bag of tea while she answers questions from her fans. What is even my life?

More important question, what is even her life?

Just when I think I can go back to work, the fucking truck dies.