It really made my day after my friend messaged me the other morning telling me that she dreamt of me. It may not seem like much but how many guys can go around telling people that girls dream of him?

The content of the dream was rather explicit and the rating is to be advised. I am not sure of the context, but she dreamt that I opened her up, took out part of her intestine, waited for it to harden and then put it in a pot and used it as a musical instruments. Well, that is probably a little more details than I bargained for... anyway, the important thing is that the dream was factually flawed, I was never a musical person and I will never use her intestine as part of a musical instrument.

I may come across as an avid fan of movies which glorifies sex and violence, but that should have no bearing on the integrity of my moral being. Do not jump to conclusion based upon my preference for seemingly shallow television programs. After all, there must be some merit to Baywatch, since it has been translated into more languages than most other shows, right? Right?

I grew up under the influence of the American greats like The Blob, The Lawnmower Man and the original Texas Chainsaw Massacre (and that includes 1, 2 and 3) and I suppose these influences make me harder to relate to. And what people cannot understand, people fear.

I am not evil, I am just misunderstood.