I think it’s a combination of taking Melatonin and reading too much Rex, NewsComa and Short & Fat but I’ve been having the craziest dreams about zombies lately. They’ve actually been quite entertaining. If RUABelle would let me, I’d start bringing popcorn to bed so I could enjoy the movie on the inside of my eyelids even more.
If my memory was better, I could be writing these dreams now and possibly composing America’s first great RomZomCom ala “Shaun of the Dead.” Unfortunately, due to several factors my memory is for shit, so I doubt I’ll be able to actively participate in NaNoWriMo.
I guess I could still give it a try. Let’s see what I remember from last night…
“Harrrrrrrrrrrrrgh! Brains! Urrrrrrrrrrr!”
Great, only 49,997 words to go.
LOVE “shaun of the Dead”!
Wait until the zombies get all romantic on you in your dreams.
Yikes!