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December 27th, 2020


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And so commences the yearly call from my sisters.

Honestly, the fact that they feel obligated to call during Christmas is ridiculous. We weren't that kind of family and the tradition is exhausting at best. I would much rather get drunk without the interference from their woes.

The festive period really isn't the time for unhappy families.

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I was told people on this network tend to have intense dreams. I guess I've been initiated. The dream I had last night was crazy. I was flying a chopper and we were attacked by a drone. Somehow managed to evade it, landed without incident. Went on to our destination, a military base on Antarctica. They'd figured out how to get to the Pegasus galaxy, where a race of people called The Ancients lived millions of years ago. Turns out a few people have the Ancient Gene, and I'm one of them, so I got tapped to go on this mission. We went through a Stargate, and ended up in a city called Atlantis. It was under water, and the shields protecting it were failing due to our arrival so we needed to find somewhere else to go.

I went with a team back through the stargate to another gate in the Pegasus Galaxy because there wasn't enough power to get back to earth. Because I have that gene, I could fly the puddle jumper. That thing was super cool. It could like read my mind. Very handy when flying. The people we encountered were nice enough, told us of an enemy called The Wraith.

And of course the Wraith showed up. And took some of the people, including my commanding officer. So we had to try and rescue them. Col. Sumner was killed by this enemy, but we recovered most everyone else, and got back to Atlantis after a shoot out. Turns out the puddle jumper had drones of its own and I just had to think about attacking the enemy and the drones deployed.

I feel like I watched an action movie in 3D. I also feel like I lived through it.

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[Filtered Away From Maria DeLuca & Isobel Evans]

That was an intense dream. Was having a drama free Gala too much to ask? I guess in Roswell it is. Not only did we figure out that there was a fourth alien, but for a minute we thought it might be Maria. Well, I never thought it was Maria, but the others did. It wasn't Maria, but she had been used by the fourth alien. The fourth alien was the one who was really responsible for Rosa's death so obviously we needed to find out exactly who it was. Turns out it was Isobel's husband and after trying to use Isobel to kill Max, he tried to kill me himself; luckily I dosed him with the serum before he tried to kill me so before he could succeed the serum took away his powers, but before that happened, for a few minutes there I really thought he was going to kill me before it took affect.

[End Filter]

The most amusing part of my recent dream was drunk!Maria. Maria, you basically rambled on about me and Max and about how I fit right under his chin like a puzzle piece. It was really funny and cute. Also, I have to say that me, Maria, Isobel and Cam looked amazing that night. And somehow even after I saved Max and Michael I only ended up getting grease and dirt on my face and none on my white dress.