18 December 2012

dead as a door nail

I'm sitting in the airport waiting to go home, and do you know what the only thing I can think about is?

Zombies. 

The Zombie Apocalypse. 

I always tell myself, "Erica, don't watch the Walking Dead"

But I always turn it on anyway and only get through about 5 min. of it. 

And do you know what watching the Walking Dead does?

CONVINCES YOU THERE IS GOING TO BE A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND YOU CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE!!!!

and do you know what I realized? 

when it does happen, 

I am going to die. 

Dead. Eaten. Dead.

My very berry paisley large duffel and I are dead. 

Deader than a fish out of water in August in the South. 

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