Early Night for the Ozmeister

*whispers so Shondy won't hear*  Apparently, I have to get in bed early tonight. Shondy keeps mumbling about something called a "monday"...she doesn't seem to happy about this. Not sure I like this side of her.

So I thought I would pop on quickly and recap the day before lights out. WHICH WAS A BLAST!

I got to meet Shondy's niece, Dora Jean. One of the coolest kids in Arkansas I must say. We hung out and wrote zombie haikus! We even made a tiny zine together. hehe Who knew that brains could be used for more than grindage! She is one smart kid. Oh and she wears these super cool hats too. It was fun hangin with her.

Afterwards, Shondy and I went to this really neat place called Sonic.  You actually drive your vehicle into this neat little "stall" and then people BRING THE FOOD TO YOU!!! Why do you pulsers have it so easy when it comes to obtaining your food?

Anywho, she got this stuff called ice cream....I believe she called it a Reeses' Blast. It smelled sooooo good.

But I dare not try any of it. Us zombies have to stay away from the chilly stuff, we have a hard enough time as it is with rigor mortis stiffing our joints...can you imagine how it would be if we got cold?  I did allow mehself to drool over it though. heh

Tomorrow she tells me she is going to introduce me to her Butt Freckles. This sounds kinda kinky if you ask me. I wonder if she knows we prefer BRAAAAINS over behind? BWHAHAHAHAHA. I love zombie humor. *crickets chirping*

Now off I go to dream of people who can't run and brains brought out to your car. Nite Nite all!

Oz out.