First, be aware that I totally think the way Stephenie Meyer spells her name is weird. My way is infinitely better.
Secondly, I hesitate to tell you this because it makes me seem like either a drug addict, or somehow psychologically disturbed, but oh well, it is my last day of subbing, why not throw caution to the wind.
Last night I had a Twilight dream. I will conjugate the levels of weirdness as follows:
weird: Dreaming about Twilight.
weirder: Dreaming about Twilight in claymation form. I'm not kidding, everything was made out of clay. Who dreams in claymation? What does this mean?
weirdest: In my version, the vampires had not decided to become "vegetarians" and were quite content to suck blood and mangle the little clay bodies of all Bella's friends.*
and in a tie for weirdest: Bella was tolerable in my dream. I'm fairly certain her little clay mouth didn't produce a whine once in my REM cycle.
*Just as I believe my spelling of Stephanie is superior, I believe my rendering of her vampires is equally superior. Seriously.