Every time I throw out the idea that Gale’s going to eat someone I think of this:

“Didn’t Bas-ti-an tell you what he did to Marley?”

“He ate him!” Jenna said, her eyes widened and she was about to get into story mode, “And I got to work the garlic gun, and the vampires threw fire down, and it was so cool!”

Johnson slowly looked from Jenna to me, blinking once, “You brought the kid?”

Goddamnit. “My babysitter is nuts, okay?”

Ritz nodded with a forced half smile.

Night-dreams and day-dreams

I don't know if its my eyesight or what, but I've been losing focus a lot more often. I don't think its my eyesight, the biggest reason being that I immedietly start to daydream and its becoming harder and harder to snap out of.

What's worse is that it doesn't happen when I'm sitting doing nothing, its started to happen when I'm out walking around and doing stuff. Of course when it happens and I'm sitting down I feel like I need to not only close my eyes, but also need to shake myself out of it.

On another note, Morpheus came back. For some reason I still have long hair in my dreams.