Journal Journal: A little bit about me...
So before I leave I would like to reflect on my lack of sleep, and how it has made me into a sort of walking corpse. A zombie you might say. In a business suit (a damn sexy business suit too). A sort of day walking corporate zombie. The kind who doesn't really eat your brains, but rather stands there and talks on, and on, and on, and on about things that are rather unimportant and meaningless to you. Yeah, that's the kind of zombie I have become. That and sexy, yeah, a sexy zombie. God help me and my zombie soul.
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PS do zombies even have souls? what about sexy corporate zombies?
So there's that...