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So dream me is maintaining this blackmail the cop thing. I just have a really bad feeling about that. But it's not like I can sit my dream self down and have a chat. All I can do is wait and see how it plays out. Even if I have a feeling it's all going to blow up in my face.

I feel like taking a bike trip this weekend.

Need to feel the wind in my hair or something.

Went to see my mom in the dreams, told her I know Jean didn't hit that kid. Except I know that Jean did hit that kid. Because apparently I have a thing for Jean, still. Or I like to live dangerously. Probably both.

Got some pills at the pharmacy. The illegal kind. Then threatened the pharmacist at home by sitting on his chest while he slept, and forcing pills down his throat. Told him I expect 1000 pills every Friday.

Because yeah. Definitely into the living dangerously thing.

I hate how real this all feels. Like, I know it's not my life. but it feels like it is.

How come it seems to take forever to get to Friday and yet no time to get to Monday? Weekends need to be longer.

My dream persona is a swarmy bastard. Attempting to blackmail a cop, because I'm sure that's going to work out for me oh so well.

For an old, blind and deaf dog, Buster can run like the wind. Little demon ball got out this morning and took off. Had me chasing him all up and down the street, and when he was worn out he made his way back home and collapsed on the porch.

he's fine. Just wore himself out.

I almost wish after this last Dream that I had been able to go to Petunia's wedding here just so I could find out if he's as much of an ass as Vernon in my Dreams. James and I went to dinner with Petunia and her fiance while we were on holiday from Hogwarts and it was just a nightmare from beginning to end. The men kept trying to impress either each other or us and competing the entire time and then Petunia brought up the magic part of things and the night got even worse somehow. Vernon referred to James and I as freaks and insisting that he and Petunia were clearly superior by virtue of not being able to do 'weird things' and Petunia backed him up. I know that my sister and I there, and here, have our differences but I'd always hoped for some reason that if it came down to it she'd still be in my corner and she wasn't.

As they left the restaurant, she told me that she couldn't have a freak in her wedding party so while I'll still be welcome to attend with a date, I'll be sitting in the pews. And she wasn't sure there'd be room for me with mum and dad with all the rest of the family attending but she'd try to make it happen.

Part of me hopes that I'll be allowed to skip attending this thing in the Dreams but I'm not going to hold my breath. Maybe I'll be surprised and it'll be a nice wedding and Petunia and I will actually get along for the day and Vernon will just have been having a bad night at dinner.

Got the dog checked out at the vet. He's deaf and blind, and pretty old, but he's reasonably healthy.

Just need a name for him now. Didn't stick around at my dream dad's place long enough to ask what the pup's name was.

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I feel almost bad breaking the heart of my neighbors dog. Every day he comes to my door with a ball or a toy for her and they play for a little while before his owners come to pick him up and he gives her a little lick before leaving. Unfortunately the first thing I did after the puppies were weaned and rehomed was get her fixed because I'm not going to breed her. And seeing how bad off she was when they brought her to me because of the unplanned pregnancy that her previous owner let happen? I wasn't going to put my sweet girl through that again.

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.

Dream me is absolutely off his damn rocker and creepy as fuck. He's also a very sneaky bastard too. Also, the dream version of my brother is a pain in the ass and a dick.


[Seth]

And you've been through this shit already?

Interesting turn of events. Out by my truck this morning, I found a motorcycle. And it's mine. From the dreams. So that was a nice surprise. Along with the wad of cash I took to my dad in the dreams. That's gonna come in real handy.

These dreams are going to drive me to drink.

Well, that was...anticlimactic. Went to see my mom. In the dreams. She blew me off. Introduced me to her latest pet project as "one of her boys". Yeah. I'm her son, her only son. The rest of them are charity cases or something. I don't even know. Just explains a little of why I turned out so rotten in the dream world.

I love Ziggy. I do. He's my favorite dognephew. But - Will has to train him that not every tub is running for him. I just wanted to relax because my back was hurting after I twisted wrong playing outside with Aladdin and because Frey and Apollo were worried I left the door cracked just in case I did need to call for one of them.

Not for a blonde dog to come charging through and tackle me inside the tub.

There's a kid missing, and the cops are looking for him, and my dream self knows my best friend did it. I confronted him, he didn't even bother to deny it. Apparently he has a habit of killing privileged white boys. I don't even know.

Anyway, that was a fucked up dream. I'm going to go take my frustrations out on a punching bag.

Got catcalled. So I took out my phone, started playin' the Nutcracker Suite an' now the bastard is gonna need viagra the rest of his life.

I'm classy like that!

Well shit. The gym I go to for my MMA training is closing. There are classes on my campus but a) I don't want to deal with idiot frat boys anymore than I already have to in class. And b) kind of want to learn more than just how to fend off somebody trying to assault me outside of a club - Nasir taught me that first few lessons. I want to learn more practical stuff living out here.

Especially since my abilities from the Dreams are apparently just going to stay more passive/get the hell out of the dangerous situation. Which great to be able to do but....not always helpful.

Nothing like a brisk morning sipping a Pumpkin Spice Latte while unlocking the gallery for a day of work.

You can tell that fall is here, I'm living for it!

Dreaming about being in prison. Well, that's fun.

Supposedly I prefer chicken tinga over chicken mole. And my brother doesn't know not to sauce the sauce.

Well, dream version of my brother can be a dick. Okay, or maybe the dream versions of us are a bunch of dicks and brats. Dream me is all about correcting everything Seth says. And huh... seems that the lucky knife in the dreams is one that showed up here.

Dream me also seems to know a lot about... movies, I guess. These dreams are really screwed up. Also, duct tape is not good for injuries. Dream me is an idiot. And dream version of Seth thinks he can be 'fixed.'

The town in my dream, I meant to mention, the sign for Schitt's Creek is very so misleading. It looks like two of the people are in compromising positions and is such an eyesore, but the town is like we are keeping it, the woman is the mans sister, like that makes it okay?

Ew.


Mutt has a girlfriend, she's the girl from the cafe. Like, she's sweet and all, I'm not a relationship wrecker! I like him, he is taken. Sadness.

It's definitely easier to tell a boss you don't like that you need to cut back on hours than one you do. Especially when it's your third job.

[Jesus]

Izzy is on my case about having you over more when the world isn't coming to an end. You definitely made a good impression on the family. In case you had any doubts about that. Want to get me out of the doghouse with her and come over for dinner at the Institute again this weekend?

[Izzy and Simon]

I'm upping my training again. I registered for the upcoming competition season. Those paradooms made me realize how much I missed doing that.

Gym's finally reopened after the remodel. I'm really excited about it. It feels so much more open and spacious and hopefully inviting to new clients. I'm running a special on new memberships, first month free, months two and three 50% off. Come down and check us out at [Location]. Grand opening celebrations this weekend, with food and games and prizes to be won.