I think my sister is poisoning me.

I don't have any proof, or any symptoms, but. I think it's true. Nothing tastes good anymore. It's been going on for like. A day. I thought I'd wake up and it'd be different today. Nope. Everything still tastes weird. Not good. Kind of stale.

Pietra's a giant bitch grouch, so. I mean. I wouldn't put it past her. It was nice knowing you guys.

Or is there a Titan that kills people via poison?

OK. For once, I actually made an effort to go to bed early. So here it is, 3AM. And I'm awake. I mean, why? I was really tired! So I went to sleep. Or. Tried to. Now I can't. This sucks. Insomnia sucks.

So what does it mean when you keep having recurring dreams? What if they just have the same things, but. Events happen differently? It's kind of crazy. There's sacrifice involved in every one. So. What's the craziest dream you've ever had?

One time I dreamt that God sent me an IM. Yeah. The Christian God. His screename was. Like. 'Immortal1' or something like that. He just said "Benny. This is God speaking." And then I woke up. Crazy, right?

It's Spring Break! FINALLY. I didn't do anything today. Well. That's a lie, because I at least had to eat, breathe, and sleep, but I didn't do much more than that. I'm sure I told Pietra I was going to clean something but I didn't do it. It's not like I don't have a whole week to do stuff. If I don't even get to go anywhere I shouldn't have to do a lot. Right?

Maybe tomorrow I'll actually leave the house. Haha Besides work, I mean. But then I could also catch up on Game of Thrones... We'll see. Maybe I, like. Don't want to do anything this week. Just veg. Would be nice.

Hey Luz. That movie about the boat you like so much finally came back out.

One more week after this, and I'll be free. A bunch of you in Belize right now and I'm like, up to my nose in notes. That's not really fair. I've never even seen a real beach before. 10,000 lakes, but no real beach.

What's even more not fair is that I can't just take off for my break. Gotta work. Read. Do my laundry, or Pietra will have a fit. She does that a lot on her own, though.

That reminds me. I was reading about harpies today. I didn't know they were Greek. There must be a Norse version. I thought I would pencil in her name under some pictures but But why are they all women? I mean. Where's the guys? How do they have baby harpies? Strange, right?

That's how my day's been. Strange. Someone called me blind as a bat today. I mean, fine. I'll go ahead and admit it: sometimes I am. I mean, blind. Literally. I can't see. It just happens, sometimes. Divine whatever, right? My dad's Odin. So. It's usually kinda awkward to mention, so I don't. But just a heads up.

All right. Look. I've had a really, really, really, really long day but I have to get this off my chest.

You know what question that everyone seems to ask each other? You know it. I know you do. "Who's your divine parent?" Can we just. Stop asking it? I mean. I'm guilty of this myself out of curiosity, sometimes, but really. It's kind of uncomfortable to hear it fifty seconds into meeting someone when I don't actually care who the other person's parent is.

Maybe some people don't actually like their divine parents. Or they don't want to talk about them. For any reason. It doesn't matter. I'm not into discussing mine because I enjoy my privacy. I am Norse, I am from Minnesota, I like hotdish, I don't like lutefisk, and that is all you need to know. People don't deserve to be ridiculed or needled for it if they'd rather not discuss it, either. OK? OK.

And Theo? Don't.

I'm probably going to delete this later...

I had the strangest dreams last night. There were zombie unicorns. It's. Well. About as terrible as you might imagine them. If we could, you know. Not speak any more about them. That'd be great. I have other things to worry about. Like tests. Being an undergrad sucks more than I thought it would. Gen eds are... awful. Time consuming. Why do I need to do math? Again? Really?

Anyway! Right. Feathers. Since I'm here anyway, I asked Falen about them. We don't have a book just about them, but there are sections of some. Falen says they can be used for focus or stabilisation in magic. And that different feathers from different birds can mean something. Like, swan feathers symbolise purity because swans are like. Well. Pure. And things like Raven feathers can symbolise the dead or something because humans are generally afraid of Ravens. Whatever. Huginn and Muninn are bad ass.

I don't know what ostrich feathers would mean... sand fetish?

Oh. And they're so cheap in a shop because it's generally thought feathers found by yourself in nature are more powerful.

So is anyone going to talk about the pro is that normal usual, for the Oracles to say stuff like that? What does it mean? What's it even like to tell the future? Luz? Is it like. I don't know. On tv? Do you think they meant Titans. Is it always so gloomy, "Oh, I bet it's a bad omen."?

I seem to be dropping a lot of stuff lately. My doctor thinks I should get new glasses because maybe I'm just not seeing where I'm putting things. Hahaa Didn't drop anything yet today, thankfully. I do have a serious case of shin splints, though. Guess I shouldn't have run so much yesterday, but it's hard to find the time anymore.

Yep.

I'm so glad it's Friday. This week has been long for no reason. Haven't got much sleep since Monday. If I didn't have to work this weekend my life would be perfect and full of sleep (and laundry, before that one guy jumps on me about socks.) Figures the weather was really nice while I was stuck inside all week.

Is it worth it to see Titanic when it comes (back) out? I was only four when it came out... Is any movie over 3 hours worth seeing?

Hey. My name's Benny. I think I recognise some of you. I mean, I read back a little bit. Not to be creepy but just to be informed, you know? Anyway, if you guys are ever in the supply shop by the Magic Guild, I might be the guy behind the counter. The tall one. No, not the crone. That's Falen. I'm a guy, remember.

Anyway, I finally decided to check this thing out because I need some answers. Basically, thing is, I have a ton of homework and my sister is CONVINCED that my laundry is like the most important thing ever in the world. I told her it's not and I called her hysterical and let's just say we didn't agree then and we don't agree now.

So. What are your opinions on laundry? Do you REALLY need to fold socks? Does it even matter if you're wearing matching socks? Pants are forever, aren't they?

( we are mortal, but we are stubborn. )