We have a good arrangement. He makes the weapons, I use them.

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I think it was from seeing Cristina's journal with the Elvis glasses haha but I just woke up from this kick-ass dream in which Cristina and I are secret agents. I call this dream 'kick-ass' because it had music! No, it wasn't a musical dream but rather like in a movie where you have some cool music to go along with the action. In this dream Cristina and I are very well-dressed secret agents and we get our assignment en route to the airport where we have tickets to Turkey waiting for us. We arrive in Instanbul and go to our safe house where we find our spy gear stashed in our fancy hotel suite (cue: Shadowy Men On A Shadowy Planet - Plastics For 500, Bob) Cristina's strapping a concealable 9mm to her thigh while I'm on the phone confirming reservations to a party put on by the worlds most dangerous villain. We change into even sexier stylish wear and go to the party. We're dancing in the main ballroom and Cristina sneaks off to the basement, to get the secret microfilm as I assassinate the leader. (cue: Shadowy Men On A Shadowy Planet - Honey, You're Wasting Ammo) Something happens and Cristina is discovered so we bust out of there being shot at by all these henchmen and blah blah blah (insert stereotypical good guys get away after killing hordes of henchmen, saving the day and laughing in the face of death) The theme music was the kicker though, that was great. I guess it goes without saying that Cristina and I would make a great secret agent team.

Aya and I had a great day out by the river and going around downtown. Got into a huge fight that neither of us knows how it started, so we figured "meh, fuck it" and started talking better than we ever have. Think: split-second epiphany. That's what it was like. Weird huh?

I wish I would have done things differently with Allanah. I still think about it all the time.