Wednesday, July 8, 2009

I died yesterday.

It really wasn't so bad. There was no pain, no tunnel , no light. I'm still not sure what happened but I suppose it doesn't really matter. I think there was an ambulance, but I'm not really sure. I'm dead now and that's all that counts.

I came to work today out of habit. I wonder how long the old habits will last. Will they eventually go away, or will they persist until infinity? Go to work, go home, go to sleep, wake up, go to work go home go to sleep....I suppose it could be worse.

I don't think many people have noticed that I am dead. I don't know how this makes me feel...Yes, I can still feel and I can still think. Nobody every really paid me much notice anyway. I'm not regretful...that's just the way it was. All in all, it doesn't seem much has changed.

well, except the smell.


  1. The world's first zombie blogger! Wow!

    Aside from the smell, it must be great!

  2. Let's see, you die and still go to the same old workplace every day...sounds like a vision of Hell:D


  3. Here's to hoping that your fingers are the last thing to fall off. Vick's vapor rub works for the smell.

  4. Hey quit spying on me!
    vicodin and alchahol help me to stay comfortably dead walking.

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