CW and the Evil Twin are both huge Walking Dead fans. I have succumbed to the peer pressure and I’ve watched the last two episodes. I admit that it is an entertaining show, it did give me something to do while putting together my Lego Vampyre Castle. And while Murphy is amazing to look at no matter what, I liked it much better when he was killing mobsters, but I digress.
I spent the better part of yesterday morning thinking about how horrible and unfair it is to be a zombie. Can you imagine? You die, like…you’re dead…which just sucks! But instead of being able to rest, your body is turned into a dumb, brain eating, thing…which is ironic in and of itself. You feed off of brains yet you’re stupid. And your only relief from this plight is to be murdered, i.e., to die…AGAIN! It just seems so grossly unfair! *shaking head*
So, last night I dreamt that I was in the vampire Matthew’s Lodge, but it looked like the inside of my Lego Vampyre Castle. Except that I had to add a bathroom with a stand up shower and a soaking tub. I gotta have a soaking tub. And I was in the soaking tub, surrounded by lots of rosemary and mint smelling bubbles when CW bursts into the bathroom holding a bunch of long, metal, brown…sticks…and yelling for me to get out of the tub because the zombies are coming and I need to help him defeat them!!
Me: You’re not allowed in here. You don’t believe in Vampires and you don’t think castles are fun. OUT!! Out of my vampire castle!
CW: They're going to eat our brains! We have to defend our castle. For God sakes woman, get out of the tub!!
Me: This is my castle and there are no zombies coming. Plus, I have a moat.
CW: Since when?
Me: Since now, I just imagined one around the castle. That’s the beauty of GoodTwinLand dreams. I can make them anything I want!
CW: Good Twin, the zombies are coming!! We have to kill them!! Isn’t this what you’ve been training for?
Me: To kill zombies? Ah, no. *sigh* Just leave the zombies be. They’re dead for crying out loud!
Then I woke up and had to immediately text CW. Thank goodness he doesn’t seem to mind getting crazy text messages in the middle of the night!
I finally went back to sleep and had an uneventful rest of the night. I got up this morning to exercise, as though nothing happened. In the exercise video, Tony Horton every so often tells me to check my heart rate, which I do. I don’t have a heart rate monitor though. I can’t afford one since I bought the p90X and all the crap that goes with it. But I do know how to check my own heart rate! (and my Dad said taking that aerobics class in college was a waste of credits!!) So Tony Horton tells me to check my heart rate and when I try to, I can’t find my pulse!! I can’t find it anywhere! I begin to frantically search my wrist, my neck, and my chest for my heartbeat and suddenly I think “Oh, shit! Did the zombies actually get me last night? How am I going to explain this to the Evil Twin??”
Anywho, here's the Vampyre Castle, cool huh? If you look to the left you can see the dungeon I built for the Evil Twin, complete with a mummified Prince! You're welcome E.T.!
|Good Twin's Lego Vampyre Castle|