Gibberish

[kageotogi]

Good morning, today! It's... Well, I went to back with a glass of wine in me, so I'm pretty much guaranteed to have a good day today, right? I figure that's decent logic. (Besides, kloos411 also had a glass of wine, and I figure she could use a good day. You can do it, K!)

domacatrix is holding out on me. I'm reasonably okay with that. But I want updates as to her current situation, darnit, and she is apparently not in a position to provide them. This makes me cry cry cry. Cry 'til the Egg Man comes.

...maybe I should go to bed with wine more often. I don't think the wine is why my brain is all muddled this morning (I think that's the general lack of sleep; lights didn't go out until well after one o'clock), but I'm willing to pin it on the wine. It makes my psyche far more willing to have a repeat performance at a later date.

NaNoWriMo is around the corner, and I still haven't a clue what I want to write! I'm really trying to decide between a semi-serious thing or a not-at-all-serious zombie thing. Because zombies kick ass, duh. In any case, it's a difficult decision... which I probably won't make until well after the November first start date. Per usual. (Whoops.)

Focus.

Comments

[kageotogi.livejournal.com]

I... don't know. Hm. I wonder if the silicon and various other implants, injections, etcetera would work posthumously, or if zombie flesh is just alive enough that it still operates as intended. I should definitely check out the after-death aspects, though; I'm sure there's a medical text or two in my workplace that'll mention it.

I'll let you know. >D

[imayb1.livejournal.com]

I've always liked this reference on death and deterioration, but that doesn't really answer the question of plastic surgery and zombies. Good luck!

[kageotogi.livejournal.com]

Oooooh. I like it!