Not quite dead yet.

I got really sad when I saw that the last time I had edited the file called zombie story.docx was 7/23/2009. It doesn't seem like it's been all that long, but it does. Because it has. It's a little ridiculous. I always have a rough time coming back to the writing after a break. I think I would probably not have such a rough time if I, oh I don't know, didn't take breaks from writing it. Maybe it would actually get done.

Although, every time I come back to it with a fresh mind I get to go through and touch up everything I've written so far. It's just one of those, you know, things.

Thinking about my zombie story all the time again makes me want to make a zombie movie. I will never be productive again.

I've got an organic chemistry test tomorrow evening and I just can't seem to take any of it seriously. The panic hasn't started because it hasn't sunk in just how unprepared I really am. I am enjoying the delusion of preparation right now. While I daydream about God damn zombies.

I am going to start drawing this people more like people a little bit more every so often as I get more comfortable doing it.

Let's see how this goes.

Comments

Pseudo-science (like psych).

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