eternalxile

Recently ive been on a bit of a zombie kick. Not just with my writing or the fact that i just got done reading The Zombie Survival Guide and next weekend im picking up World War Z. I'm starting to see them. I've started mistaking people on the bus for the undead. There was a guy sitting there asleep with his mouth wide open and he wasnt snoring he was moaning. Pile that onto the fact that he looked like he'd been dead for 3 years and you get me looking around for blunt instruments. This whole "spinach e-coli" thing, im sure its a cover up for an outbreak. Same thing with S.A.R.S. The Chinese knew what was coming, they just killed off the infected and blamed the disease. The dreams are even coming back. The whole reason i got started writing my zombie movie is because i kept having these recurring dreams every night for 6 weeks about the zombie apocalypse and what i would do. They stopped a month ago but they came back this week.

In my most recent one i was in a rural area, completely cut off from the outside world exept via a drainage pipe that ran under a wall and into the zombie infested metropolis. somehow one got in and i got pissed off that i had to kill another one while everyone ran around screaming like retards. So i went into a shed, geared up with a couple of .45's a crowbar, and a machete and entered the drainpipe to take on the city of the damned myself.

I seriously hope this isnt the beginning of an uprising. I haven't worked out in a couple of weeks, my cardio's probably shot to hell by now.

Well im off to hit the treadmill and stock up on machetes and ammo.