Zombie Nation

Oh lordy. What a week. I have been vexed at virtually every turn by idiots that have tested my patience sorely, merely because they forgot to leave their houses with their brains. This is a serious problem. It quite simply makes me want to lock myself in my house, board up the windows and doors and not venture out at all, leaving the outside world to the zombies who apparently are its current inhabitants. I think Romero has missed an opportunity by not making Christmas of the Dead. Although Dawn of the Dead was pretty close I suppose.

I have also been feeling a bit queasy the last couple of days which has made it even harder to smile and count to ten. I have tried to though, mostly successfully.

Also, more work is in the process getting foisted on me, which I am now plainly just having to stamp my foot about. If anybody at my company is reading this, please understand I just don't care anymore, it was hard enough in the first place. I am not going to spend several months winding down from doing lots of work (I think I always had one of those jobs where a lot of people wondered exactly what I did, which can be a great incentive for people thinking you did nothing) - to actually doing next to nothing, just to turn around and break my neck in the last month or two. Nope. No way. It ain't gonna happen. Sorry.

Ho hum. I think I am going to have to post a swift FFFFPFF tomorrow and spend the rest of the weekend avoiding zombies and putting my head in a 'better' place.