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While Shondy was out having fun all day at this place called work ~ I was stuck inside the house...DOIN' NADA. ZIP. ZILCH. NUTTIN. Well, I guess that's not entirely true. Alls I can say is ~ IT WASN'T ME!!! This is what happens when OZ gets bored...


I color coded all of her necklaces. I may have poor eyesight in meh left eye...but I ain't colorblind!

I had intense conversations with mehself in a silly little mirror. And then I fretted over meh hair. It just keeps growing...even though I am kinda deceased!

I sorted all of her 75 Postcrossing postcards. Yes, I may be a zombie....but I can still count. Thank you very much.

I even made a friend. This is Mr. Bones. I found him hangin out in Shondy's sock drawer. We kicked it old skool style...but don't tell her...she gets very protective over her socks. If she found out the things we did in that drawer.....Sheesh. We both would wish we were alive.

So I guess today wasn't a total bust. I bet Shondy had more fun at that place she calls work though...you should have seen her when she got home. HA! She looked like she had partied ~ as you fleshies say ~ till the cows came home.

Guess it's time to close meh good eye and get some sleep. *yawns*  Poor Shondy...she is already sawing them logs.

Oz says Goodnight All!

Monday. I got this one in the bag.

Monday. Monday. Monday. I ain't skeerd of YOUS! But I am kinda glad they just come once a week. Fo sho. I'm not really sure what this Monday fella looks like, but if it's anything compared to what Shondy looked like when she got home from work ~ I wouldn't dare want to meet him in a dark alleyway. And she bragged about beating this Monday. Oh My Golly Zombie Goodness!

Guess what we had for dinner!!! BRAAAINS (mini) and GUTS!!!!

Her Nannie made it. It was YUMO! Would you believe I ate the entire plate? heh Shondy tells me if I don't stop eating, she will have to find a box instead of a padded envelope for me and my next trip. I can't help it if they know how to eat in the South.

As promised after dinner, when we returned home, Shondy introduced me to these weird little creatures called Butt Freckles.

Shondy says she has to work a 12 hour day at the clinic tomorrow, so her Freckles have offered to keep me company! I am uber excited. I borrowed Shondy's copy of World War Z...so maybe I can read them a wonderful warm and fuzzy story of ZOMBIE DOMINATION! *smirks*

Catch you fleshies later.

Oz has now left this blog.

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.

You call them what? Watermelons?

Oz here! Yesterday was fantastic.

Upon waking up sleeping beauty...we decided ~ well, she decided on having a late lunch at this place called Subway. She explained that they make your sammie fresh while you wait. Huh? You mean you don't have to chase after your food and you still get it fresh? I had some serious issues with this. We have a hard enough time as it is. Then she got all "funny" on me and showed me the mockery you fleshies make of their logo and us zombies. Frankly, I found NO humor in the following...

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So we set off for lunch. And as usual, Miss Camera Bug snapped a pic of me spying on her sammie.

She had tuna which I said kinda smelled like a fleshie in that tender stage that us zombies like. She never even flinched. Me thinks this one has a strong stomach. Then we headed for this place called Wal-Mart, but I get the feeling that Shondy is not too fond of this place, because she called it Wal-Hell and then promptly corrected herself. I asked her kindly to watch her language. My ears are fragile enough. I must set some limits. Tisk. Tisk. Here is me in front of Wal-Mart!

I could not wait to see what was inside this huge brown building. OMG! I should have asked Shondy what they didn't  have! We bought anti-freeze and shredded cheese and cat food and staples and underditties and snack crackers and laminating sheets and egg noodles and on and on and on! Then something caught my eye....these GYNORMOUS green things. I slide my bad leg on over and thumped the green circle hard....sweet music to my ears....it sounded like one of yous melons....ripe and ready for attack.

I had no clue they sold these in stores AND THEY DON'T RUN! Shondy then explained that this is called a watermelon (well, I knew melon  had to be some part of it...this zombie didn't die yesterday) and inside is a juicy pulp that is sweet and red....then I was really CONFUSED. She meant a brain right? So she took me over to the deli where they had some sliced. WHAT!!!!!!!!!! Oz shall pass. No thankums. I always knew your breathers like to tease, but this was just cruel. Good thing I always keep a lil "snack" in my pocket!

Fashew....so that be it. I am loving this internet thing, though it is murder on the tips of meh fingers. I've already popped off TWO fingernails and made a mess of Shondy's keyboard...but what's a zombie to do? We work with what we have. So ~ I am off for now.

Stay tuned.

OZ LOVES YOU!!!!

Destination: Arkansas

Hello everyone...Oz here! I finally made it to Arkansas. Thank you Momma S for packing me all safe and snuggly like. *awesome zombie hugs comin your way* Good thing I am UNDEAD, cuz being stuffed in the plastic bag and then in the padded envelope and then toastin in the mailbox ALLLLLL day, can do horrors on the hair. Can I just say...this Arkansas humidity/heat SUCKOLAS.

Anyway, Shondy is takin good care of me. She has this weird attachment to her camera though. Can't a zombie even get a lil privacy? I mean really now...this?

I needed some air ok?

Haven't had the chance to do much yet, Shondy kinda got home late from work...but I did get to meet her parents. They thought I was cute. *blushes*

So that goes my first day here in Arkansas. I can't wait to see all she has planned for me. BTW...I have found out that she likes to sleep in. I wonder if she knows that she snores?  Good thing I am not easly distracted or I might have had some issues posting this here..my FIRST blog! *cheeky zombie grin* I don't do those much, cuz my teeth are gettin pretty loose. A zombies gotta be careful with his teeth, it's hard to bite through skin and skull. Oh...sorry about that. Urm, maybe I can get distracted. So pardon me as I zombiestroll on over and press her nostrils together. Hmpf.

Later my Lovelies!

OZ signing out...for now.