Oh, shiite, did he really sleep all day and stay up all night? Good ol' Vlad wasn't like me.
But my friends have called me a vampire. It's 6:33 a.m. and I'm just getting started. (Oh wait, the sun'll come up soon!)
And it seems that my DNA is in full working order: Tai-chan is on Brigitte's piece-o'-shit Windows laptop (sorry, ingrained prejudice) as we speak. So we're father-and-son vampires now.
Brigitte is not a vampire -- at least it seems that when first light comes, her first instinct is not to go to sleep.
But me . . . it's Halloween every day of the year. Flapping wings extra at checkstand D on Aisle 4.
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