Hey you! Stop! Run, Jill, he's insane!
I'll be examining this... See if you can find any other clues...
A Jill Sandwich.
My favourite meme about zombies, or to be even more specific, my favourite meme about a game about zombies.
Yeah... anyway...
Eagle-eyed readers may have noticed that I did not post anything yesterday. Readers with bat-eyes... You can't help it.
Now, this is only the second time I have broken my New Years resolution, but do remember, it's the second time in a month.
Just think... If I keep this laziness up, you'll miss out on over two weeks worth of anecdotes and survival tips by the end of the year!
Of course, this won't do, so I have promised myself that if I mess up thrice in one month, I will take... steps.
Yes, I could go into detail, and yes, I could go on and on, but, let's move on shall we? NO!
I want to give my excuse!
Now, last night, I was swamped with work. Absolutely drowning in lab report. And it was due in today at 9AM.
God only knows why our lecturers don't give us a little leeway considering, oh, you know, we have to risk our lives to hand it in!
Pfft... Anyway...
Everyone was working so hard on this blasted thing, and so when we had all collectively finished, it was time to celebrate!
There was a whole night planned for watching films, and... and... uh...
Eating rubbish food while watching fil...
Relaxing and kicking back while watc...
So, there was a film. That's pretty much it. Some relieved fellow survivors and I watched a really long and confusing film...
Eventually, the movie-based question-fest had finished, but by that time, it was 1AM... I had missed the day's blogging window!
Rubbish excuse, I know. "Why didn't you just write something beforehand?" I hear you ask in my mind.
"Ah well," I reply, "hindsight is a wonderful thing... And I forgot."
"Forgetful bugger aren't you?" you patronise, "So, why didn't you just update it when you remembered?"
"I like the dates to be correct" I respond, "that's why my posts are numbered by days ALIVE rather than days BLOGGED."
"Now that's a bit autistic..."
"Oh, right, that's it! Who are you to figuratively criticise my methods, theoretical reader? Huh? I can write you out whenever I like!"
Well, now that we've cleared that up...
It's funny, isn't it, how the infected aren't killed off by the weather...
Cold temperatures are meant to cause freezer burns aren't they? And if it gets cold enough, wouldn't it freeze the water in the ex-human body?
Zombies should either just ice up or have all their somehow working muscles completely decimated by unregulated chill...
So the theory goes, at least.
How the hell do they create body temperature to combat the wintery nights? Does fosinopril alter the chemical properties of human tissue?
Or are the undead just eskimo badasses who are like "Bring it, weather, this cold is nothing!"
We'll never know... Anyway, it's just a thought. And it's time to go...My immortalised typed thoughts will see you next time!
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