Today I am one of the popular people. You know, the people who are the hottest thing going. On the tip of everybody's tongue. The IN CROWD. The hep cats. The bee's knees. That's me. Today.
By popular people, of course I mean Zombies. My transformation began at 12:30 a.m., when I woke up in my basement recliner with a pounding headache across the front of my forehead. I went upstairs to bed, where the headache worsened. After tossing for two hours, and then tossing my stomach contents, I sat awake in the living room recliner until time to arise for work at 5:00. It's amazing what four hours of sleep can do for a person.
My skin is pale gray. I mumble incoherently while trying to communicate. I shuffle along in a shambling walk. I am starving for brains.
Yep. I'm a zombie, all right.