Mr. Sandman, bring me a stake!

Last night I had a dream about being a vampire hunter. It definitely goes with the whole television show dream motif I've been experiencing in my dreams lately. The night before last, I dreamed that I was a secret agent and that I was helping Sydney Bristow climb a rope.

Anyway, I was at an outdoor funeral and I was waiting for the corpse to spring into motion so I could do away with it. The weather was nice and it suddenly began to rain. Then everyone pulled out an umbrella because they're so prepared at a funeral. I kept watching and waiting and then I saw another funeral in the distance and everyone was running away from the corpse that just turned into a vampire. I realized that I was at the wrong fuckin funeral! I raced over to the other side of the cemetary and I was looking for a piece of wood so I could stake the vampire. I tried to break a piece off of a plank that was laying on the ground, but I kept getting blunt pieces. Finally, I just gave up and ran. I was like... fuck this.

Now I'm eager to have my dream tonight because I have a feeling that I'll be on the bridge of a starship. Sci-fi is the third genre in the sequence... I had a prime time drama dream, a fantasy dream, and now I have to have a sci-fi dream. I hope Patrick Stewart is in it. Mmmm I don't care what anyone says about him. I think he's a cutie.