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Why is it such a big deal to Hazel that we still have decorations up? We still have the hybrid Halloween/Christmas village up, the skeletons are still wearing their Santa hats and wreaths. I could understand it I guess if we still had the lights and tree up but we took those down today.

After Christmas is always crazy for me. My daughter turned 4 on December 29th, and I highly object to this. Her Uncle Klaus took her to Disneyland for her birthday. I swear that child is the only person alive that can get him to wear a Mickey hat and take pictures with the characters with her.

Then there was New Years. The first time my little one managed to stay up til midnight. We took her out to the driveway and she got to bang pots and pans and yell Happy New Year and under our supervision help set off a few small (legal) fireworks left over from 4th of July.

All three bars did amazing on New Years. Vegas especially killed it with their celebrations.

So now we have relative quiet for awhile. I'm grateful for that.

Just when things were hitting what felt like rock bottom in the dreams, there was a change in the tide and things seem to be looking up now. Yeah. I'm not getting too excited. it won't last.

Are faith healers really a thing? Cause the one in my dream last night was a complete whack job. Well, no. The healer thought he was legit performing miracles. Turns out his wife was into some nasty voodoo stuff, and well. She got what was coming to her in the end. Trying to control a reaper is probably never going to work out long term.

My 'brother' in the dreams, the kid called Junior, showed up at my door looking for a place to stay. With his girl. Who looks super familiar to me. Like I can't place it, but there's something. Anyway, we went for a hike, and I took them to a cave. It's a place for Mike to hide if the police zero in on him for that murder he committed. That I'm basically helping him cover up. Yeah. Not real thrilled with that whole storyline, but dream me is determined to help Mike get away with it.

We all went swimming in the lake where the dead kid is buried. Maybe not the smartest move, but it's not like we're gonna dive down to the bottom. The kids have no idea he's there. Mike got a little frisky with the girl, Junior took exception and Mike held him under the water. Would have killed him too, probably if I hadn't stopped him.

Dreams picked up right where the last one left off. Peter and me, on the field outside the school dance, with Lydia on the ground, unconscious. Breathing, but. For how long? Peter made me leave. He let me call Jackson to tell him to rescue Lydia, at least, but then he made me drive to a parking garage where he had his nurse dead in the trunk of his car, and also a computer. He wanted me to hack into Scott's account to access the GPS to find his nephew.

He offered me the bite. He wanted to turn me into a werewolf. I refused. He thinks I'm a fool, but you know what? I think I made the right choice. Scott didn't have a choice. Lydia didn't have a choice. I did. I said no. And I'm okay with that.

Later, a local hunter interrogated me to find out what I know. He's a pretty scary dude, but I just sassed him. because that's what I do. He eventually let me go, and I went to the Hale house. Peter was killed, spectacularly, with a moltov cocktail. Lydia is still unconscious, and the bite isn't healing like Scott's did.

I swear, it's a bad teenage soap opera playing out in my dreams.

These dreams are absolute bullshit.

Searching the garbage bin for dad's stuff, whatever it is.

Also, ew. That was... That is not something to do. Just ew.

Seems like I have a sixth sense in finding my brothers. Found Five in a van. Supposedly I can't be serious.

Now I see why dream me keeps himself drugged up.

HOLY SHIT. DREAM ME HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED! Oh, this isn't going to go over well.

I just got a thank you gift from the local Chinese place for my continued support..apparently paying off my tab helped put the owners kid through college. Not sure if that's good or bad.