Right, well.
I wake up on Christmas morning after a very peculiar dream about the zombie
apocolypse. Just so you guys are prepared, here's  how it's gonna go:
1) The guys who were murdered come back first and go after the people that
killed them or the families of the people that killed them.
2) Then the suicidal come back and kill themselves (again).
3) Then people who died in silly accidents and from illnesses come back.
*Only the zombies that died from illnesses infect people when they bite, and they
only infect them with a much higher dose of whatever killed them, which kills them
painfully within minutes.*
*The zombies have to be killed in the way they originally died. Except the ones with
the illnesses, who can be killed by pretty much any means, but might kill you before
they die.*
*People killed by zombies don't turn into zombies.*
Right and then this morning i woke up after having another VERY strange
dream.
 I live halfway up this steep hill, and in my dream a volcano sprouted up at
the top of the hill and 'melted' all the gardens at the front and back of houses and
the road. At the very bottom of my road is a duel carriageway (like a motorway thing)
which had been half melted but was being repaired. I walked up the pavement
(sidewalk) to my house to find my garden flooded with lava, then grabbed a jetpack
from nowhere and flew to the roof, and climbed into my bedroom through the window. I
grabbed 3 backpacks and shoved all my chargers and gadgets and some clothes, blankets
and food into them, then shoved them on my back, grabbed the jetpack and got the hell
out of there as the walls started burning down around me. I was halfway across my
front garden when the jetpack started running out, and then it wouldn't support my
weight in it's weakened state and sent me plummetting into the lava. I threw all my
stuff over the hedge and onto the pavement so i'd weigh less in the hope i'd get out
alive... then the jetpack gave up completely causing me to end up in the lava. Not as
bad as it sounds though, because whenever i have volcano-dreams the lava tends to
turn out to be tomato soup. It was pretty spicy tomato soup though. So i paddle to
the edge of my garden, grab my stuff and run down the pavement to where my friends
were waiting (the soup was really spicy and it burnt my skin, so i didn't want to
tread in it unless i had to). Then, the volcano continues with its erupting, throwing
out giant bread rolls (volcanic bombs) and curry powder (gas) and streamers... (?)

I don't like tomato soup.
or spicy stuff.
and i don't own a jetpack.
so i woke up AT HALF 11 THIS MORNING like 'w.t.f. o_o'