The zed-word. Don't say it!*

Had (yet another) zombiepocalypse dream again last night. Unfortunately, I can't really remember any of it, although it was quite long, and I scribbled out some words** upon waking. I think bits of it were about how my brohter and I were packing to leave an apartment we'd been hiding out in for a few days (my ol' apartment I shared with She Who Will Not Be Named***). I'm worried about what I should pack. Then there's a vague recollection of a pool. Actual zombies may not have even featured in the dream, although they were the context.

Now back to reading Cracking of a Fragile... while waiting for stuff to do at work.

Methinks my icons are boring... Sigh.


* Shaun of the Dead, Shaun
** Lit.: "Zombie apocalypse. Leaving apartment. Brother."
*** Aka "Black-mailing Traiterous Bitch