D-DAY 1
Well it finally happened...
The zombie apocalypse has begun. I always thought that I would be one of the lucky ones to survive the ZA but alas I was wrong. After HOURS of video game play and studying zombie movies to prepare myself for D-Day, I fall among the Walking Dead.
As I go to the doctor for a standard checkup, I get bit. I always expected if I ever turned it would be something heroic, or bad ass. Nope. Fell asleep in the waiting room and woke up undead with the bastard corpse next to me.
After much research I have realized that I am Patient Zero of the upcoming Zombie Apocalypse. Since the person before me died and did NOT reanimate, I am official Zombie #1.
GRREAT. So much for welding a shotgun and molotovs....
So now I learn to adapt to this new lifestyle...
Not so bad actually. The transition is one I DON'T recommend. Splitting headaches, couching with blood, aggressive urges to SCREEEEAM like I'm still feeling the effects of morphine from the dentist. Is this real life?
No it death. After you die zombie life is pretty cool.
I woke up like after a great nap.
Checked my facebook and now have try to live an everyday life with the occasional lust for brains and human flesh.
Not so bad.
The pros:
I can now officially be a night and day person due to the lack of sleep needed.
Although my attention span may wonder I found if I focus on brains it pretty much turns me into an athlete.
Breathing is OVER-RATED.
Cons:
I am getting really DRY skin that Lubriderm is doing nothing about.
Harder to meet new people.
It burns when I pee.
As my skin slowly changes color and my lust for BRAINS increase I wonder where this new journey will take me.
I will continue this blog as much as I can before I can only mutter vowels.
Hope everyone is well and be prepared because...
"They're coming to get you Barbara..."
