16.02.2009 - 4:44 p.m.

I had a dream last night

Earth had been conquered by xenotypes

I spent some time on the far side of the dimensional divide fighting them with a shovel as they tried to cross over

The dimensional divide was made of Paella

Then i came back to Earth (somehow)

When i looked into the sky i saw enormous grey, featureless, kite-shaped craft cruising slowly high above the clouds singularly and also in groups

It was then that i knew the fight was over, we were subjects, game over man

A xenotype came through the door near me

I slammed a fat pencil shaped stick, about a foot long, into the side of its head, all the way in

This did not kill the xenotype

Something else did, but i was waking up then and the details are hazy

This is not an out of the ordinary night for me

But at least i'm usually armed, and on the offensive

No dreams about losing teeth for me

It'd be nice to dream about pandas or kittens though, just once