- Rasputina: Hunter's Kiss

And that, my friends, if just beautiful.

It was deliciously hot and sunny a few hours ago, but it's now gone grey and damp. Not that I dislike the grey dampness, but I was enjoying sitting in the garden, listening to Placebo (Without You I'm Nothing - gosh, those where the good Placebo days...) and writing away to myself.

Ah, well.

Hannah goes on holiday this Frday. I am so bloody jealous. I've not had a proper holiday in years and a wander around Spain sounds pretty good right now...

I'll get my chance soon enough though, I am sure.

I had an odd dream last night. I was in a strange old wooden house with a group of teenagers, my Nan and a strange moustached 'arty-farty' man. This bloke brought a huge horse into the house and told us all to watch as it laid an egg! And, if that wasn't odd enough, the egg hatched and out flew a weird little winged horse/bird thing! So strange. Then my Nan was getting all flustered as we all panicked when the bird/horse-thing started flying around our heads.

What insanity.