Dawn of the Dead? Forget It!

Recently, when I went out with my friends Jennifer, Valerie, Iman/Matt, and of course Kent, Jennifer decided that she wanted to see Dawn of the Dead. Apparently this is a Zombie movie where all of the survivors of a deadly plague take refuge in a shopping mall. This 2004 movie is a remake of a earlier 1978 film that was a sequal to Night of the Living Dead. Of course we didn't go see it. I'm a self-avowed scaredy cat and Valerie does not enjoy the horror genre. Now why did I bring this subject up?

Last night I was sleeping. Generally, that is something that one does during the night time, right? Well, I was having a particularly vivid dream. For some reason I was a lion/human. We had captured and buried a human being alive. For some odd reason, the "grave" was covered with a very large, stuffed Tigger (yes a stuffed animal). We were hunting snakes when all of a sudden the Tigger started moving. It got pushed away and this "corpse" with its raked face, missing eye, bloodied scalp, and broken body was clawing its way out, grabbing for me. There was also a knife that was sawing the "zombie" in its "grave" and the zombie was hauntingly exclaiming, "It hurts! It hurts!". I awoke in terror. Good gravy! I did not even see the movie and look what I am dreaming up!

On a happier note, I'm addicted to Final Fantasy Tactics. Kent shakes his head when he sees me corner a single enemy and constantly heal it. But I'm up to level 24 for my main character and I am a Master in several disciplines for other characters. Of course, I'm only on battle Number 4. Hehehehe. Well, off to play Tactics again. And wake up Kent.