Time, how she flies.
Flarg… it has been a bit since I’ve used this silly journal, hasn’t it dear reader?
Yes, no, don’t answer that. That was what they call a rhetorical question. No need to bother over subtleties there.
Many things have occurred in the life of the Zombie. Some things have been… good… some things have been… bad. I shall not go into them here, for why bother? It isn’t as though I’ll remember the circumstances anyway. Unless I do, in which case it’ll be better if I don’t.
Maybe I’ll write some bad poetry about it at a later time. That might help me remember. Need to be more emotional for that to happen, first. I’ll need to work on that (ha ha, sarcasm, you so funny). No, no, I think it’ll be easier to just be a cold, unfeeling automaton. Those are the best kind of automatons. Maybe I’ll write some bad poetry about that.
Eventually, when I get around to it. One of these days, one of these days.
Yes, no, don’t answer that. That was what they call a rhetorical question. No need to bother over subtleties there.
Many things have occurred in the life of the Zombie. Some things have been… good… some things have been… bad. I shall not go into them here, for why bother? It isn’t as though I’ll remember the circumstances anyway. Unless I do, in which case it’ll be better if I don’t.
Maybe I’ll write some bad poetry about it at a later time. That might help me remember. Need to be more emotional for that to happen, first. I’ll need to work on that (ha ha, sarcasm, you so funny). No, no, I think it’ll be easier to just be a cold, unfeeling automaton. Those are the best kind of automatons. Maybe I’ll write some bad poetry about that.
Eventually, when I get around to it. One of these days, one of these days.