last night i dreamt about zombies + how cutco knives were the only knives effective against them, since you had to cut off the zombie's head in order to stop them from pursuing you... they're guaranteed not to dull or your $ back or something along those lines... pretty funny after having reiterated it to a couple folks + watching them search in the back of their head for the proper response when you share something as odd as attack of the killer zombies mashed w/ an as seen on tv commercial. heh! :P
anyhow, life is good. no running from zombies. no need for knives. i've got a good job, a roof over my head, good friends, my family, plenty of $ so i never long for food or material possesions, an awesome bf + a darling little chubby puppy-muffin. what more can you ask for? :) well, maybe a a house of my very own w/ a yard big enough for kaspy, but that's something that's definitely do-able in the foreseeable future so i can't really complain. like i said, life is good. :) i wonder what i'll dream of tonight?
