InsaneJournal

Just came home from an amazing camping trip with my fantastic girlfriend.

And it looks like my dreams are finally starting to pick up. For my birthday yesterday, I dreamed that the Hero of Fereldan gave me a kitty. And not just any kitty. Sir Ser Pounce-A-Lot! I can't imagine it's going to be very safe taking him into the Deep Roads with us, but he's proven himself to be a feirce attack kitty. The dreams also bestowed upon me an adorable little bell collar for Sir Pounce-A-Lot in this world, which I've already added his tags to.

I'm finally free of the Circle, and even if the work I do kind of sucks (but at least it's not boring), at least I like some of the people I work with. I've found myself missing them lately even Velanna the bitch and Nathaniel the stick-in-the-mud. Please don't tell me I'm the only one who misses Dream people.

So yes. Dreams are great, life in general is great, and I'm another year older. And Sir Pounce-A-Lot has an adorable new collar that just looks dashing on him.