Nom: A Zombie Love Story

Can't decide between "Romance" and "Love Story", but oh well. Going to put down thoughts on it in this post.

The "hero" of our story is John. John is your average American, working in a mind numbing job in retail, without any real drive to change. John is the unfortunate 12th victim of the zombie plague, making his undead rebirth well before the inevitable zombie apocalypse. After a short time touring the afterlife, including different religious views of heaven and hell, John find himself inexplicably pulled back to his body, some 6 hours after his death occured while waiting for a crosswalk to turn green. After awakening on a cold slab in the morgue, John proceeds to snack on the assistant medical examiner, and then calmly exits the building to go home. An interesting side effect of the undead plague is a mental disconnect between what is or is not normal behavior. Because of this, John walks home normally (having found his clothing), sits down in his favorite chair, goes about his day. The following day when he leaves to walk to work, John ends up at a gathering of undead a short distance from his house, at which point his fellow zombies explain exactly what happened to him, and why it is that he's had uncontrollable body odor. John chooses to go by the name "Hank", as John is a girls name in Gurrrrrrhgh, the native tongue of the undead. Hank tries to live a normal human life, despite being an undead and causing all around him to flee in terror, until he falls in love with Amy, a human woman that works for the local supermarket.

Zombies in this story have a constant stench and shamble at a ridiculously slow pace. Not necessarily due to decomposing tissues or slow brain function, but mostly because they just aren't motivated to move faster. Also, not all victims of the zombie become zombie themselves. Only the "Alpha Zombie" of a particular area is able to create new zombies... The alpha zombie is usually a victim of their own laziness (the zombie who turned our hero, for instance, choked on a handful of cheetos while playing an online game for 3 days straight). Due to alpha zombies having not been bitten, they tend to look like very sick people rather than undead. Zombies are also able to feed on any type of living flesh, not just brains or humans. Zombies retain most of their intelligence, however the deterioration of their vocal cords prevents them from speaking most human languages (at least one zombie will speak french, however), and as such they speak Gurrrrrrhgh, and have a natural understanding of it. Normal humans hear this as moans and groans. Humans also tend to not kill zombies unless necessary, as they're already slow enough that even the morbidly obese can avoid them if they pay attention. Instead they flee in terror at a moderate pace.

Hank does many things to try and appear human and win the heart of Amy throughout the course of the story. Hilarity will ensue.

Keeping busy.

It's good to have things to work on and occupy the mind. Rather than just putting in ridiculous amounts of hours at work though, I'm working on more and more stories.

My post apocalyptic graphic novel, which is a painstaking process.

Nom: A Zombie Romance. Really just short little one shots. Its about a guy who is bitten by a zombie just before a quarantine is enacted, and how as a zombie he falls in love with a human woman. Hilarity ensues. Title may change before I put it online.

Running From The Scene

So, I would be lying to say I'm not still in love with her. It would be a rather bold faced lie, and I doubt I could pull it off convincingly, no matter how much I'm sure everyone wants to hear it. Doesn't work that way. I know it's a bad situation, with unfortunate circumstances, and that really it would probably make everyone happy in the short term for me to just watch my hands of the entire situation and cut all ties. Short term.

I strongly doubt it would make me happy in the long term, or the short term. Likewise for her. It's stupid silly drama that makes complete sense, and only two people actually take the time to think about the long term.

I don't want this to seem like I'm shutting out all other options as far as women are concerned, I'm not against seeing someone else at all. I'm just depressed at the moment, and it's because of thinking about this, and so now I'm getting it all out. There are other girls I'm interested in, yeah. None of it is going anywhere though. And in the end, even when I try to deny still loving her, I'm just lying to myself at that point, and really I should be able to trust myself.

Part of it is just the thought that I'm going to end up staying alone. I like being single, I dislike being alone. Being alone makes me feel like I'm always going to be that way and end up dying someday as a lonely old man who didn't have anyone to share life with. No 25 year old should have thoughts like that. But hey, I do.

Don't pull out some "there's someone for everyone" explanation, please. It's really not true, otherwise people wouldn't end up alone. People who find someone are truly lucky and should cherish that.

I started to type out part of Moulin Rouge (shut up, it's a guilty pleasure movie), but it's really not worth it in the end.

Ignore my ramblings, I'll be fine in a few days.

Sometimes I feel the sin rage inside my soul
Sometimes I feel like just letting it take control
And then the pain I feel, the times I stray,
Would be the slightest regret that I just push away
And as I try to stand my heart is filled with nothing but hurt
My feet are heavy as they're pushing me down in the dirt
And all I ask is you don't give up on me
Someday I'll live like you died for me
"Running From the Scene" - Manic Bloom

Blah.

Being single has never really bothered me, per se. Yeah, the loneliness that shows up sometimes sucks, but at the same time I've always had single friends to hang out with and have fun, so it wasn't really an issue.

I'm the only single one now. This, is an issue.

Actually, that's not an entirely true statement. All of the friends whom I hang out with are in relationships, the rest have conflicting schedules with mine. So the ones I do get to see are all in relationships.

Panda has Kate. Kate's awesome, I love hanging out with her, but at the same time I can't hang out with Panda and Kate because I end up being the third wheel. I rarely get to hang out with just Panda, because he's always busy with work or out with Kate. Tavish has whoever his current long distance lady is, and spends all of his time talking to her. Or at work. Robert has Steph, which, granted, I never hang out with the two of them at the same time, but thats not the point. Jess and Kelly are married, as are several other friends of mine.

I was horribly unhappy when I realized I became "the single one". What the hell. That is not at all how this is supposed to work.

Hero of the day

So I definetely just saved a life (read: my own) while at work.

For reasons I won't get in to, whilst I was eating my burrito from Chipotle about 30 minutes ago, something surprised me in such a way that a sizeable piece of food became lodged in my throat. I'm the only person here this late, and so I did the first thing that came to mind (knowing how to do the heimlich manuever on others)... I punched myself in the stomach.

Shot some food in a projectile manner, my stomach hurts from the fact that I was just hit there by some jerk, but regardless, crisis averted.

Outside of that, it's been a pretty normal week. Work, hanging out, etc... Going to Shadowbox on Saturday, which should be a good time because I haven't gone in awhile.. Going with a group of friends, get to see Lynsey again, fun fun. There's something I'm supposed to do tomorrow, but I don't recall at the moment what it is. Sunday, too. Monday I may be going out to dinner or something with Lynsey, she just needs to find out what her work schedule is like, which she will know on Saturday.

The new Breaking Benjamin CD is amazing by the way. Pick it up. "Dear Agony" is the album title.