Monday, 6 December 2010

Zombies...

I had a dream last night. I say dream, it was about zombies attacking J so it was more like a nightmare (if it was just zombies then it'd have been a dream). I panicked when I woke up because J wasn't in bed. I calmed myself down when I heard the hairdryer. The first thing that went through my head was 'Oh that must be J because Zombies don't need to dry their hair.' I then got really bad giggles as I imagined a zombie drying it's hair.
I don't know if I've mentioned it before but I love zombies. Like absolutely love them. I have all the Resident Evil games (except 5, I've completed it about 7 times but traded it in so I could buy J a Christmas present. THAT'S how much I love his stupid face, I'm willing to give away one of the greatest games for him.) I have nearly every zombie movie that's ever been made, even the really old ones. I think I like them so much because it's a believeable concept. It could actually happen. Maybe not he brain eating zombies, that might be stretching it but maybe the Rage Zombies.
Anyway, I've discovered that if I'm mad at J, I'm more likely to dream about him with zombies. This is probably because he doesn't like them. You have to understand that I'm still trying to come to terms with this fact. My boy hates one of my favourite things in the whole world. It's like he's come up to me and been all like 'Hey Jessie, I hate your mum. In fact, I hate your mum even more than I hate the talks on what it'd be like if you were a man.' Those talks usually go a little bit like this 'Hey if I was a man I reckon I'd be bigger than you, I could totally dominate you. You'd be the bitch in the relationship because I'd have a bigger dick than you.' J doesn't appreciate them.
Anyway, I'm going to play WoW. I haven't got my char to level 80 before Cataclysm comes out and do you know what? I don't even care.