Day of the (Brain)-Dead, Part II
Like summer in Liberal Paradise, today my brain fog lifted for about 6 hours around mid-day, and then came back, not with a vengeance, as one might assume, but enough to keep me from wanting to drive long distances. I couldn’t even make it to the Sev, for the love of Pete! Stupid Brain Fog.
…and so my zombification has become intermittent, and who ever heard of an intermittent zombie? Either you’re a zombie, or you’re not. Although I’m sure some would argue that the movie 28 Days Later proves that there are varying states of zombie-dom. I’ll take your word for it since I cannot imagine a worse fate than having to watch zombie movies all day, every day, times infinity to the infinite power.
No wait. I *can* imagine a worse fate: Having to read 19th century novels in which all the characters are zombies. Or meeting a zombie Charles Dickens, and having him read to me from Hard Times or The Pickwick Papers or something equally… well… zombifying. God, I hate hate hate Dickens. My hatred of Dickens is only trumped by my hatred of zombies.
OK, so now anyone who knows me well enough to know how much I hate even saying the word “zombie” is sufficiently freaked out by this post. OWL, LaceWhore, those who are in-the-know, I’m j u s t f i n e. I’m just trying to get past my juvenile fear of zombies, and am refusing to indulge euphemism. I have banished my use of the term “The Z-Word”.
However, you can *still* be sure that I will not say, under nearly any circumstance, “The Q-Word” which means silent and rhymes with “riot.” Forget it. Not for a million moons made of pure platinum would I say the Q-word. The last time I did say it… oh man…
If you don’t believe me, readers, just try it, one day when there’s a lull in the action and you involuntarily think to yourself, “Hey, wow, I can kick back and relax because things are pretty q****….”
Then watch the Hell, because all of it will indeed break loose. Just pull up a chair and watch the drama unfold. I guar-an-tee.
The Q-word is asking for trouble. *ominous*
I also refuse to utter the Q-word. It unleashes demons that I am not prepared to face. Ever.
In honor of your present state of zombification, I present the following video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wMD7Ezp3gWc.