its been almost one year since my previous post. this blog practically had an www funeral, and it is now trying to dig itself out of its internet grave. i'm here today to pull a dr. frankenstien, and bring back to life my half-assed creation. mary shelly should be so proud. but as dead blogs go, if I bring it back to life, i want it to come back as zombie. (zombies are the coolest! you heard what I said.) a bitchy, cynical, zombie that's going to return to its favorite pastime, being bitchy and cynical (while eating chocolate - i forgot to mention that this is a multitasking zombie; some genetical evolution has taken place in the midst of the blog death and decay.) resident evil can suck my very large, 10'inch co.... i mean pen.
so with no further interruption,
dum dum dum da da da da da dum (drum roll):
this blog has returned from the dead.
and i'm titling it: 'Mid-afternoon of the living dead blog'.
it is to be seen whether it will catch enough momentum and return to full undead status - please check back often for further updates.
(these things can not be guaranteed.)
god, I so love zombie stories.
I have no idea why.
its just the idea of a used-to-be-living, now dead, creature, up and walking about
with absolutely no purpose other then endless consummation of living, breathing, flesh.
so cool.
plus, there is also the whole 'survivor' situation, too. you know, the one where you think, 'what would i do if i was in an extreme life or death situation', and people's true belief systems come into play. are they cowards? are they selfish, self-centered bastards willing to lie and cheat to someone else' detriment, in order to get ahead.
I sooo enjoy these type of things.... immensely. reading about them is best. movies never capture (explain word for word in times new roman text) the thought processes that goes on behind the eyes of a person before they commit to some serious and consequential action. books reveal all... they satisfy this lust for the destruction of humanity and moral character. I love the breakdown process.
don't you always love to hate the ones that stick with their moral fiber. especially the religious and righteous all upity in their 'faith' and 'that's wrong' bullshit. they can go fu*k each other up their lilly white asses (cuz you know they are all white - yes, I went there. its my blog. I can say whatever I want.)
in any case, here is the demented resurection of my blog. just frosting has just come back from the dead. whooo haaa!