I'm still alive

OK so I'm not a real blogger because I'm useless at blogging. I like reading the details of everyone else's lives but just can't be bothered to do my own. So , I've decided on a new direction. It has been suggested that I should blog my dreams. I have the MOST MENTAL dreams on earth, nah the universe. I should probably say at the outset that most of them involve killing of some sort e.g. I dreamt two friends of mine got married but this was followed by the Vietnam war and I dreamt that I once killed a little old lady by putting her in a washing machine (there was only bits of her left in the machine afterwards). Ro was quite worried after that one. You catch my drift. So to let other similar subconcious psychopaths know they are not alone, I shall blog those vivid dreams (though some may have to be censored). I'm also thinking of translating some of the dreams into film scripts since some of them would be fantatstic films, like the one I had which was a cross between Lord of the Rings and that Viking one years ago with Kirk Douglas. So to start, the last dreams I had were a bit of a mixture: one was that my brothers new girlfriend (the one in the dream was not his real girlfrien) told me we had to go to my mothers funeral. Only some time later realise my mother had not died. This was followed by a sci fi drama in which I killed people I couldn't see on the other side of the door with green dusty stuff and the people disappeared.....