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Today when I woke up (before sunrise I might add, turns out that being a vampire would not be a problem to me since I arrive at work before sunrise and leave after sunset. Yeah, go me...) the first thing I saw, looking out the window, was the guy living in the neighboring skyscraper (okay, so a very small skyscraper but I don't know what they're called. Blokk in English anyone?) making breakfast nude. And, when I thought about it, I remembered that I never actually see this guy in clothes. I've seen him have sex with his gay partner in the kitchen, seen him make dinner and breakfast in the kitchen, nude, but have never seen him prepare a meal, or eaten it, with clothes on. Anyways, this of course gave me "it's one fine day to be nude" to hum, so when I was walking naked to the shower I might have sung that to myself. Improving my day indeed.
Finally had a wacky dream myself. Will thus make a picture post of it. :)
I was once again a 25year old man, or at least I looked like one even though my feelings and thoughts (and education) were still my own.
The world we lived in had been attacked by zombies.
and due to the attacks, the technological level of the world had deteriorated. We all lived in huts and fought the zombies with sticks and the likes.
I was locked outside of the hut because I'd stayed out after sundown, and me and two others made a last stand against the evil, though quite hot zombies.
Suddenly, my father showed up. I hadn't seen him in years because he was always on a trip somewhere.
he said that I could come be an astronaut with him if I wanted to. I could be the journalist going with the real austronauts on the first trip to mars.
My dream had always been to be able to travle in space with my father, since he was always out there and never home with me. But then I asked him how long the trip would take. He said 15 years. And I said: "NO dad! I will not be the same bastard you were to your family! I'm going to make a family in that time, and I'll stick with it, even though that means I won't get to travle in space!"
But this made my father crazy and he told me I should be grateful to have him as a father and that if I didn't do as he said, he wouldn't want me as a son. A disobedient son is worse than no son at all. And then he attacked me.
I fought him off and left him for the zombies to finish, going inside the hut to talk to the other survivors. Feeling all sad since I lost my dad.
Finally had a wacky dream myself. Will thus make a picture post of it. :)
I was once again a 25year old man, or at least I looked like one even though my feelings and thoughts (and education) were still my own.
The world we lived in had been attacked by zombies.
and due to the attacks, the technological level of the world had deteriorated. We all lived in huts and fought the zombies with sticks and the likes.
I was locked outside of the hut because I'd stayed out after sundown, and me and two others made a last stand against the evil, though quite hot zombies.
Suddenly, my father showed up. I hadn't seen him in years because he was always on a trip somewhere.
he said that I could come be an astronaut with him if I wanted to. I could be the journalist going with the real austronauts on the first trip to mars.
My dream had always been to be able to travle in space with my father, since he was always out there and never home with me. But then I asked him how long the trip would take. He said 15 years. And I said: "NO dad! I will not be the same bastard you were to your family! I'm going to make a family in that time, and I'll stick with it, even though that means I won't get to travle in space!"
But this made my father crazy and he told me I should be grateful to have him as a father and that if I didn't do as he said, he wouldn't want me as a son. A disobedient son is worse than no son at all. And then he attacked me.
I fought him off and left him for the zombies to finish, going inside the hut to talk to the other survivors. Feeling all sad since I lost my dad.
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talking about nothing: where's the link to that blog btw?
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nice music on the radio. Guess it's download time
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And they turned into vampires!
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