Last night I watched a program on vampires on the Biography Channel. It covered a little history and interviewed people who claim to be vampires. I’m curious. Do people think there really are vampires? Is it possible to be one? Frankly, I’m not sure that being pale or having a reaction to the sun truly counts. I meet that criteria. Does liking the taste of blood make you one? Or, does it just mean you have an unusual taste? Anyone want to tell me the fascination with vampires?

See that was probably the most interesting thing I did all evening. It was Monday. No dates on Mondays. All of these reminds me that Halloween is coming up, and that means I have to hide my black cat. Poor baby. He has a tendency to try to run outside–although not lately. It’s funny that black cats have such a poor reputation here. In Spain, black cats are lucky. I’ve heard that in other countries black cats are considered lucky. He really is the sweetest cat too. I adopted him because no one wanted an all black cat.

I don’t typically go to Halloween parties. Not sure why. I like costume parties. I think there should be more of them–not just at Halloween. Perhaps I don’t like the ghoulishness of Halloween. I don’t know. I wasn’t allowed to go trick-or-treating growing up.

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