Really?! REALLY?!?!?!

Last night I was plagued by awful dreams... AGAIN.

Why do I have such vivid, disturbing dreams all the time?! Sometimes I feel like maybe I'm like Wes Craven, and maybe I should be making money off of these damn nightmares too! Because it's really NOT COOL.

I remember three separate dreams:

THE FIRST:
I was at work. Doing regular work stuff. And that sucks - because then the alarm goes off, and guess what? I have to go to work for real and it's like I just worked a double.

THE SECOND:
I had yet another zombie dream. No werewolves this time - but it was like, a continuation of the first zombie dream... I distinctly remember remembering my last dream during this dream, if that makes any sense. But at least this dream was a little better because there were no werewolves as I said - AND - I inexplicably had the power to become invisible. That, and a car horn (?) was my only defense against the zombies... I tried outrunning them in the car, but the car was so slow, and couldn't make it up a hill - so instead I just honked at them and it scared them for a bit, but then they got used to it and all I could rely on were my powers of invisibility. Whatever - the point is... the zombies need to get out of my head. It's affecting my quality of life.

Oh hey - that reminds me - my friend Nibbles looks out for me, and she let me know that every October there is a Zombie Walk in Toronto and that I should stay away from the city on that day... Thanks Nibbles!!! Because - say I was to randomly decide to go to Toronto on THAT DAY... and I go into a store, and come out and the street is full of zombies... well I think I would probably drop dead on the spot. I would look like the girl in the closet in The Ring. Totes. I would. So she pretty much saved my life... Nibbles is a good girl. (Megoo gave Nibbles her name - I stole it!)

Oh and furthermore to this zombie rant - me and Nibbles and our friend Mr. In Charge were talking about the nightmare, and Nibbles said it's a damn good thing there aren't really zombies in real life... and I said, yeah - because if there were, I'd just off myself. And then Mr. In Charge said if zombies came into the office he'd start doing the Thriller dance, and I said he's a lying sack of crap - and to prove my point I demonstrated just how a zombie would walk into the office... and I scared myself. Now I'm afraid because say they did come into the office - I would be trapped in the corner... this would become Pod Certain Doom. Oh God I hope that doesn't happen...

THE THIRD (AND WORST OF ALL):

I dreamed I was on my way to a party - and guess who was driving? None other than Henry Hill. I was stuck in a car with him. I don't mean Ray Liotta in Goodfellas - I mean "Henry Hill" ... which is the nickname Wendel and I gave to this guy we work with who is pretty much the most annoying guy in the history of the world. I think I can honestly say I've never detested any one person so much in my life. And not only is he annoying - but he's a rat. Hence the nickname, Henry Hill. Anyway - being stuck in a car with him is way worse than any zombie situation I could ever find myself in.

So yeah - didn't sleep well. I'm tired.