I’ve got the mean reds. Mean reds are when you’re scared and you don’t know why.
Holly Golightly said that in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.
I only drank a pint of water today, that could have something to do with it. And last night I drank a bunch of beer, tossed down an adarol and couldn’t fall asleep until 5 am. I’m off kilt. Fuzzy.
Joel is moving in across the street from my house. He’s going to be in walking distance. I went to see his new place last night and met his roommates who all know and love my brother. They are a bunch of cool, musically talented guys who like to play video games and light bonfires in their backyard. It’s like a whole new world opened up to me – a new creative world that I can get inebriatedly lost in. All I have to do is open my front door.
I’m happy, but scared at the same time. My brain is an omlette.
I have a lot of dreams about being back in high school or attending the college I never went to. I’m always lost and unprepared in these dreams. Last night was the first time I had a college dream that wasn’t a nightmare. I was in a college parade, then I was in class learning about the most interesting things imaginable. I was ecstatic and wondered why I waited so long to get there. Everyone was so happy.
A quote from Mad Men; “When I’m out of sorts I look at the calendar. There’s usually something significant on the horizon.”
Perhaps my brain is rewiring itself for the future? Instead of imbibing the lushs’ life, I’m getting ready for a more lasting, meaningful happiness?
Whatever it is, I’ve been hit hard with the stupid stick. I feel dumb.
I’m watching Zombies: A Living History, on the history channel. It’s scaring the hell out of me. They interviewed scientists that firmly believe we have the technology to create a zombie plague. They have people on the show who wrote serious books about the zombie apocalypse – giving us lifesaving tactics to overcome the zombie plague.
There is a real-life zombie squad! A group of people gathering information on how to fight zombie’s. This is crazy, really crazy.
I have to zombie out. Lay in bed and mouth breathe for a while.
- Ultimate Baseball Bat for the Zombie Apocalypse (techeblog.com)
- Zombie Apocalypse to Fail in PHILIPPINES (akosiisko.wordpress.com)
- Zombie Apocalypse? Join Forces With Your Favorite Veterinarian! (wired.com)
- Zombie Apocalypse (techeblog.com)