3/30/10
The zombie is craaaaazy for Natasha Bedingfield. How funny is that? Don’t get me wrong, I really like singing along with that “I love you I love you I love youuuu” song, but still, that was surprising to see the Zombie looking up Natasha Bedingfield on Google images.
(I’m a guy’s guy but … come on, that’s adorable.)
3/12/10
DANG!
Ok, I guess I’d sort of been in denial about living with a zombie roommate who loves saying my nick … oh my God. My nickname!
DUDE!
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Ok, I went and took a walk around my apartment complex to calm down a bit.
So, this is so obvious now, but it was still a shock. I mean … anyway …
I got home from work and the zombie was eating a BRAIN! It was so gross. (but, if you can remove the context, it was kind of funny … I mean, remember how I thought he was gay? Really he was just debating eating me!)
The zombie could tell he had crossed a boundary, because he looked at me and he seemed sort of ashamed and he said, “brains?”
I didn’t know what to do so I pointed at my head and I said, “tastes like ketchup” (he hates ketchup) and so we both kind of laughed about that.
Anyway, I think he and I sort of bonded tonight. We watched Princess Bride after I got back from my walk.
3/5/10
The zombie always wears these tattered clothes.
I brought him home this Dallas Cowboys shirt and a pair of cargo pants I got from a goodwill store, and he just stared at them. He didn’t try them on or say thanks or anything.
I thought, ‘well, screw you too, zombie.’ I mean, at least thank me for the effort!
Anyway, I came home today and he was wearing the new stuff!
But he had ripped them up, so he must love the tattered look.
I googled ‘tattered look + zombie,’ and I found out it’s a cultural thing. I guess I shouldn’t have been so close-minded. Living with a zombie is a lot more educational than I ever thought it’d be.
[Also congrats to TS Hendrik who totally forecasted this joke.]
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