melvina

so this morning at 9am sharp, i sat up in bed and promptly said:

"BLOODY?"

yeah. well. i'd been having this terrible nightmare about zombies. i was in a long room filled with rows of tables and in those rows between the tables were zombies, bumbling about and trying to eat us.

honestly. as if i were a tasty fuckin' treat or some thing.

any-hoo. i was having a fabulous time stabbing said zombies in the head with large pairs of super-shiny scissors and other random tools that were laying around the place. before i woke up, a girl had turned to me and said "why is this so fucking bloody?" (which explains my AM outburst) and all i could think was:

why the fuck didn't i wear a belt?