I doubt it will accumulate, but it’s snowing pretty hard out right now. I finished my paper. It really was no problem. I don’t think it is long enough, and I’ll probably get a few more “not thoughtful enough” comments from the professor, but I’m really not up to caring about that right now. I’m exhausted.

I had some crazy-ass dreams last night. The only one I really remember with any sort of clarity had some pretty gruesome moments. I was gathered in someone’s backyard with a few friends. There was a party going on in the house, but we had more important things to do. Apparently, we were part of some magical group coven thing, and it was up to us to defeat some great evil that was coming. We had wands and were trying various incantations to build our powers so that we’d be strong enough to fight the evil. Somehow (and this is a bit fuzzy) we realized that in order to build our powers we had to kill someone and then bring them back to life. Through the course of our practice in the backyard, it was determined that only I was strong enough to do this.

I was responsible for killing my friends and then healing them. And once they died and were healed, they would also be stronger, and so could go kill and heal someone else to make them stronger, etc. This was how we were going to destroy the evil. By killing each other.

With no hesitation, I muttered some incantation, which sent a light out of my wand, slitting my friend’s throat. I muttered another incantation, sending another light to heal the wound. I did this for each friend that was there. I don’t remember the killing spell, but I do remember the healing one: theodoro-salvatore. It’s some sort of faux latin. After all of the killing/healing I was rather tired, and had to depend on my friends to protect me until I’d had enough rest to fight the evil myself. The dream ended before we had to do any fighting.

Oh, and all through the killing/healing another friend kept interrupting us from the party wanting to know when we were going to make her a drink. She didn’t seem too impressed by the gravity of our situation. Eventually, I became so annoyed with her that I cast one final spell before waking up: dormiendo protectadoro im pace. More faux latin. I didn’t want her to be killed by the evil when it eventually came, so I put her to sleep to shut her up, but also put a protection charm on her.

Interesting stuff, eh?