HARDEST TASK, EVAR!!! OH!, and zombies. And undies.

I'm doing my laundry. In fact, I more like just putting it in my drawers, cause I've done most of the job three days ago. I have SO many cloths... In fact not. I'm just wearing clean stuff that I take directly from a pile on the floor. and put it at the end of the day in another forming pile. Until I don't have anything to wear at all. and since I'm working, and so i must go outside, I STILL need to wash my wearings sometimes... But despise the fact that after 2 days of procrastinations I finally decide to clean the floor (and the chair, and the top of the desk), I manage to get it wrong and do something else at the same time. Like blogging. Its not even a post. Its just a ... I'm not exactly sure what I was going to compare that to but... whatever.

Its been fifteens minutes since I start, and I'd only go trough three undies... that's not productivity. I should work on my LARP too. Like doing enough stuff that I won't need to literally puke ideas from my head 2 days before the due date, so we won't have to run like crazy chickens with AIDS with our arms up in the air while yelling "OMG!OMG!OMG! WHATDOWEDO!OMG!OMG!INEEDAREDBULL!OMG!!ISTHATANELF?". But we would never do that. No. That would be inappropriate, and would not be a lot productive too. In fact, that would be completely inaccurate in any sens of the term "productivity"... 

4 undies, YAY!

I realize now how confusing it sounds to you that I'm packing my privates while blogging about it. Well. Too late. And Its not like you weren't appropriately warned. DON'T YOU JUST HATE IT WHEN YOU SNEEZE SUDDENLY WHILE INFORMING PEOPLE ABOUT OF WELL THEY WERE AWARE OF THERE SITUATION? Me, yes.

I'm in the middle of "The zombie survival guide" reading, and it does not help me at all. All paranoiac that I am, and WAY TO MUCH afraid of the zombies, Its really not a good thing for me. I mean, last night, I let my lamp on, just in case. Even if the manual says the contrary. I take that risk. Living in a basement, If I'm going to die, I'd rather be AWARE of it. I think being wake up be zombies feeding on your limbs is really not ideal. It stressful. And stress is not good for concentration when your planning to escape zombies. neither having zombies already on your limbs is. I think I'll go over Bfriend home tonight. Not that I'm to afraid of being alone, or that he'll protect me (hell no. I should not count on that. Nope. definitely. Not at all. No.). Its all part of a plan. If zombies ever breach into his house, 1: He got a dog that'll probably bark at the zombies. If not, 2: his room is on the second floor. Zombies can't use stairs without a lot of effort, noise, luck and pressure from other zombies (I must precise that they still don't climb the stairs, they just walking one on another. Its more like, they're are climbing, AS MASS) , all together. And if THEN, this security measure should still fail, They will eat him first. His way more louder than me. Sorry Bfriend, I not that I don't wanna save you, its just that I'm not sure that with a hole in your stomach, cause by ghouls heads, even if I manage to save you, you'll be alive. Humanity > logistic. Logistic > stupidity. Sorry. But that does not means that If an outbreak occurs, you should not save me! If I don't have the head of a moaning feeding corpse in my belly, or haven't been bite, help me! You won't go away like that, you jerk! Bet you were thinking " I'm just gonna save my ass, pretexting that its revenge against total logical reasoning" He, guess what, IT WONT HAPPEN LIKE THAT! I'll return as a walking dead and RAPE YOUR SKULL! ... after eating the brain.

6 undies! wahoo!

 Well. I've completely forgot was I was saving for my conclusion. Well. Too bad. I'll do without. I'll join some drawing in near future.