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LOOK, Psych zombie fanfiction!  I wasn't even looking for it, but there it was and I am pleased that it exists.

HAH.

Zombieland trailer.  This might be so bad that's it's good.

XKCD zombies!

Another guide to Comic Con parody -- this one is for the undead.

Zombie cross stich. 

Behold, the Zombie Christ!

Zombie party at the end of the world.

What to do in case of a zombie attack.

Nazi zombie film.


And I am done.  for now.

threadless is having a cake baking contest.  I think someone needs to make a rocketbird cake!

I have no more Psych to watch.  Sigh.  There might have been a marathon on Sunday after ballet class (me) and computer games (EL).  It was necessary after the Twilight viewing the night before.  Oh poor Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson.  How you will look back at the wimper-er of a film and cringe.  

There was wine and beer during it.  I did NOT attempt to play the drinking game for reals, although I might have taken a deliberate sip or three during certain scenes.  This is good that I didn't.  Yes...

The wine was called Birdland and I absolutely bought it for the name.  That and it had pictures of a disgruntled-looking bird perched on barbed wire wearing a squashed hat and with a cigarette dangling from its beak.  Go ahead, just TELL ME you wouldn't have taken it home if you had been there.   I DARE YOU.

Addendum to my previous entry:

11 vampires cooler than Edward Cullen.

I am watching the Twilight movie this weekend.  Fortified with booze of course.  I've glanced at the drinking games and think I will end up in the ER with alcohol poisoning if I actually try to do them, so maybe I'll read them as amusing intellectual exercises.  Evil Lurker had agreed to watch the 'your sparkly boy movie' with me.  Edward Cullen is not MY sparkly boy ( I have no sparkly boys come to think of it), but I like the name for the movie.

I just have to point out that have not finished the series, despite my attempts.  I read the first two, skipped the third, and read all but 200 pages of the fourth.  I may try again, but don't count on it.   However, I have to thank Stephenie Meyer for the comedy gold and I am looking forward to the wacky mockery. 

Co-worker T cautioned me against making the BF watch it with me.   Well-thought, but we eat silly/stupid movies for breakfast.  With bacon.

I've been on a huge Psych kick. My library has DVD sets and I've been taking full advantage.  I heart Shawn, want to be him when I grow up don't grow up, and think he would be the most annoying child to have ever.  This leaves me with two v. important questions:

Why did no one make me watch this show in its entirety earlier?

Does anyone have any recs?

Last weekend I saw the silent version of A Midsummer Night's Dream withneotoma .  It was very good, not as good as the earlier Hamlet I thought, but Midsummer is one of my favorite plays  (it's got Puck in it, c'mon! -- not to mention Bottom) so it got major sparkly points.   Yes there were actual sparkles -- they're mandatory with fairies I am fairly  certain.

Speaking of Puck, he was very bendy (especially in his back) and liked to disguise himself (as a pink flower!) in addition to swinging from strategically placed ropes a lot. 

neotoma  also gave me a scarf!  It's parrot colored and really pretty.  It almost makes me wish it were cold out so I had an excuse to wear it.

Here's a ( picture )

I can haz Star Trek badge.

They come in cereal boxes and they light up!  Evil Lurker opened a box of impulse-bought Corn Pops to find it for me.  He is awesome.  And I am a dork. 

Now if I could just figure out a way to replace my staff badge with it...

No really, go see how here.

I went to Blockbuster over the weekend with Evil Lurker to perform an innocent  search for the original Highlander movie and stumbled across this.  I kid you not.  And it gets better.  Or maybe worse, depending on your point of view:

What did I do after this?  Well of course I emailed co-worker T to let her know what I found, thinking she couldn't top this one. 

I was wrong.

Today she sent me this bit from i09 --Can zombies be sexy?

There are links embedded in it which I'm SURE are not worksafe.  So I will have to wait until I get home to be gleefully horrified  *g*

T also threw this one in which makes me wish I was one of you craftsy types.  Go look at the 4th design on the page, specifically October

I am compelled to finish this post with a quote from Publisher's Weekly's article on paranormal romance:

"Readers may wonder if there's any creature that won't eventually end up in the role of leading man. The answer is yes—there's a strong consensus against zombies. “Zombies are not sexy. Romances don't feature zombies,” says Tsang, laughing. “Zombies are rotting dead flesh who eat brains. When you say vampire, you think David Boreanaz. Until David Boreanaz becomes a zombie—no way.”"

I caved and went to the doctor this morning after a week of horrifying my friends, fellow dancers, and co-workers.   I'm fairly sure wounds are getting infected and I can't straighten my knee completely because of the swelling.  Evil Lurker and I took pictures because the poison ivy reaction is so disgustingly spectacular and as I told inlovewithnight , I was half tempted to post them under an LJ cut entitled 'Flist, you were right', but I figured you might want to eat in the near future so I resisted the urge.

The nurse practitioner took one look at me, cringed and said (paraphrased), "Oh honey.  I'm going to have to throw the book at you in terms of drugs and I want to see you again in a week." 

I either win or fail at poison ivy.

I saw it over the weekend. ( My take )

It seems the poison ivy isn't done spreading, and has climbed up my neck and made inroads into my face.  There's a patch on my ribs too, don't know how that got there.  Don't even ask what my arms and legs look like -- it's not pretty.  My co-workers spent this morning trying to convince me to go a doctor ("Wear a short sleeved shirt and ask E and she'll HAVE to let you take leave").  My reaction: "It's poison ivy, not exactly life-threatening."

I look like a zombie with flesh sloughing off. An ITCHY zombie.

I am experiencing my worst case of poison ivy to date. My arms and legs are covered in red welts and raised lines. I'm so going to tell customers I have leprosy if anyone asks.

This is what comes of looking at a plant around a tree, going "I think that's poison ivy" and climbing the tree anyway. In SHORTS. It was for a good cause though and if this was the price for getting Puck back, I'd do it again tomorrow. I'd make a bonfire of the leaves and walk though the smoke if I had too.

One thing I won't can't do: be an adult and not abstain from scratching.  Does NOT happen.

You didn't know she was lost, but my Quaker parrot Puck flew off yesterday afternoon due to an error on my part and I have been trying desperately (with the emphasis on DESPERATELY) to retrieve her until about 2 hours ago. She wasn't trying to escape -- she was just spooked and confused and did the natural bird thing of going higher. The poor baby kept trying to fly to me or Evil Lurker but got scared by the unfamiliar vast open spaces and would dive into the heart of trees I couldn't climb high enough in. Trust me, I tried. I have abrasions, cuts, thorn punctures, and poison ivy, but had no bird until now. Did I mention Puck is GREEN? Why didn't I get a RED bird who wasn't perfectly camouflaged for Virginia in May?

Um,  inlovewithnight , that's why I didn't come home last night and I'm sorry I didn't let you know I wasn't dead. Wasn't thinking too rationally until now.


One of the hardest things I've done was to walk away from the tree Puck spent the night in, because there was no point looking until the sun came up. The next morning, I told work they wouldn't be seeing me today and probably not tomorrow unless Puck came home.

Repeat the day before, with the addition of me standing in a ditch by the roadside in mud up to my ankles, picking ticks off my pants before they could reach flesh, attempting to convince Puck that she was a bird, thank you very much and needed to FLY to me, since I can't scale whippet-thin trees with no branches lower than 40 feet to fetch her, although I would in a heartbeat if I could. She kept talking, laughing, growling (she thinks she's a puppy I swear!), and squawking nearly the whole time. I think the message was: come get ME already, human!

The green fluffball finally got hungry and brave enough to fly off her safe perch to my hand and I took her back with much praise, coddling, and yes, baby talk. She's hungry and exhausted, but seems just fine otherwise and we spent a cuddly hour on the couch with treats and water.

EL was wonderful -- I was a freaking basketcase when I thought I was going to lose her though my own stupid carelessness, but he was calm when I was not and comforting and lost much sleep and time helping me track her. My dad, sister, and mom provided moral support and advice by phone.

I'm just so relieved that it turned out alright (I'm still taking Puck to the vet as soon as possible to make sure she's suffered no lasting harm from exposure) and thinking seriously about clipped wings. My poor baby was so brave and tough out there and I don't deserve for it to have turned out as well as it did.

I just named a work email folder 'Zombies'. I think I win.

You thought Pride and Prejudice and Zombies was bad?

Just wait until Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Huntercomes out.


I'll try to suppress my glee until then.

Seriously peeples. 

I'm not even looking for zombie pop culture references anymore -- they are hitting me in the face.  Or, more accurately, lurching up to me and trying to nom my head. 

i09 found a zombie bible.  A sample: "Blessed are the meek: for their brains shall be eaten first"

In the spirit of Monsters vs. Aliens, here are Muppets vs. Zombies.

Actor Woody Harrelson attacked a photographer at La Guardia, whom he says he "quite understandably mistook for a zombie,"

Even Overheard in the Office is in on it.

Stylish zombie spiking shoes.

And to wrap it up, here is a picture of a mural kept into the Department of Justice at the Smithsonian American Art. Museum.  Look at the lower left of the painting.  What do you see?  ZOMG ZOMBIES!!!!!  

An except from Pride and Prejudice and Zombies at the NPR website.

A new release in a series of vampire detective novels which may just have one of the best titles with 'zombie' in it.

Proof that zombies (in video games) are good for you.

A review of the new zombie romantic comedy novel called Breathers.

Zombies in Lolcatz.

Zombie make-up (not what you think!).

A zombie 'donkey'.

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is being released on April 8 and Entertainment Weekly gave it an A-.  Glee!

I rewatched the 1995 miniseries and have the book checked out to reread in preparation for this momentous event.  After all, if the source material is going to be so delightfully 'enhanced', I'd like to know it well first.

And the miniseries is better than I remember it, which probably has to do with the age at which I saw it.  it's a total chick flick, which is normally not my thing, but it's just that excellent. 

Also, did you know that there are a bazillion 'sequels' to Austen's book?  *boggles*