A dream I had last week that I meant to write up

[mattp]

The dream involved a global disaster in the form of killer kittens. The kittens were cute and fluffy and cuddly (as they should be) but everyone who made eye contact with them would drop dead. I was one of 3 (I think) people who were for some unexplained reason unaffected by them. We had Star Trek style phasers and had to kill them off :-(

It was a most upsetting way to wake up.

I wonder what this says about me - having to destroy one of my favourite things.