"The only thing better than singing is more singing."
Ella Fitzgerald

 

Friday, June 09, 2006

Delirious

I dreamt I was a vampire contemplating suicide and murder of my dog which had been also turned into a vampire when suddenly, instead of morphing into a bat, my dog morphs into a guy...and I also had a gay best friend whom I try to talk into committing suicide with me but he refuses 'cos he just hit on a really hot lifeguard/waiter/busboy at the resort we were holidaying in and he wanted to get laid first.

I don't think i died in the end.

And instead of riding off into the sunset like the heroes of old westerns, I drove off in a specially-modified-to-protect-me-from-the-sun car (very much like the cars Wolfram and Hart gave Angel in the final season).