Thanks to the very nice blogger Ms.SG41 for the inspiration...
"MY OWN COUNT RUTHVEN"
Tired from a long day.
Happy, but vulnerable.
That's when he gets you.
Bolt those doors, will you?
I know he's creeping out there.
Bring me some sunshine.
Taps at my window.
With vampiric vehemence.
Fangs dripping scarlet.
Buffy's no slayer.
But "no" means "no" means "piss off".
Not tonight, dear Count.
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Mr Buffy Devane 
Haha — love it.
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Haha, most kind. 🙂
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(This staying up late is proving almost worryingly easy… with or without wine.;) )
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When I stay up late, I go completely crazy. INSOMNIA and me don’t play well together.
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Ah, I’m sorry. I used to be a bad insomniac — it could sent my thinking haywire. An ‘elderly’ nap in the early evening seems to help. (So far…)
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Lol. I have sleeping pills for the bad nights. Couple glasses of wine and I pop a pill– out cold
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Ah; well if it works, stick with it(!) 😀
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Buffy you’re hilarious 😂 an elderly nap! 😂 Lol. I do that too…it’s a thing only anxiety sufferers will understand 😊 Buffys no slayer but he’s an ace blogger 😘
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Oh, most kind indeed… haha I always appreciate a vote of confidence [!] You’re right about the understanding. It’s always good for me when you do. 🙂
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