Dreamed last night that I was Katniss from the Hunger Games, my faithful Peeta beside me. The only difference was that the Hunger Games were being fought using water pistols and paintball guns instead of…ya know, knives and instruments of murder. Which would’ve made for a slightly less engaging story, perhaps, than the original. I still wanted to kill President Snow, though, I guess for…ruining … Continue reading Mooornin.