Memo to self:
Sep. 17th, 2007 08:33 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squeequegNo more Shaun of the Dead, no more World War Z, no more 28 Days Later or any related material, no more online zombie stories. No more.
Because these zombie nightmares of yours are really getting out of hand.
This time the goddamned zombies didn't even need to show. We just knew they were there, and that both Chicago and Boston had fallen, and that there was no chance of seeing our loved ones again. We were in a van that was pretty flimsy, had no food, no water, and no idea of where to go next.
Fuck.
Because these zombie nightmares of yours are really getting out of hand.
This time the goddamned zombies didn't even need to show. We just knew they were there, and that both Chicago and Boston had fallen, and that there was no chance of seeing our loved ones again. We were in a van that was pretty flimsy, had no food, no water, and no idea of where to go next.
Fuck.
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Date: 2007-09-17 10:02 pm (UTC)I hope that tonight's dreams are full of fluffy kitties, fields of wildflowers, and Hugh Laurie. ;)
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Date: 2007-09-18 02:03 am (UTC)And I'm afraid your wishes for tonight only brought images of this (http://community.livejournal.com/mspaint_lolz/24571.html#cutid1) to mind. But that's because my brain is a scary place.