It's rather embarrassing this, probably best to get it all off my chest I suppose. OK here goes...Time to come out of the coffin, as it were...
I'M A VAMPIRE
There, I've said it. Now consider the evidence, I've done some of those really technical and searching quizzes that you find scattered over the internet - you know the sort "Are you one of the undead?" "Problems with reflections in mirrors?" and my own personal favourite "Not a fan of garlic and holy water then?" And they all tell me that I'm a vampire/vampyre/wampyr* - a really insane one by all accounts. One of the lost boys.
So I've checked on myspace...oh dearie dearie me..some of my friends are vampires too, I know someone called Morticia, my alter ego is a giant rubber goth bat, I don't like going out in the sun and I think a leather trenchcoat and mirrored shades are the height of good taste and my cd collection has a fair selection of vampire music - most of it better than that poser Lestat...
Yes folks it's all good fun here at Nosferatu Central, although there are a few things that could be considerably improved, I'm particularly unhappy about the lack of pale skinned, buxom young ladies with long raven hair in diaphanous gowns who might just as well have "bite me" written on their necks. Makes my fangs itch....
*delete as appropriate.
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