Well folks, that book hangover hasn't budged... one... bit. I can hardly bring myself to read anything else and it's been over a week. Basically, I feel like I've lost a limb. Like I am a zombie! If something doesn't change soon, I'll be in serious danger of a fiction coma. As you'll see, things have gotten pretty dire...
Here's a haiku:
the film Warm Bodies with me?
Dear friends, that's so lame.
Here's a doodle:
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| R & Julie |
Why does a cure for zombie-ism seem so much more likely than a cure for this book hangover? Somebody help! Can't you hear me 'SOS'?! Before you know it, I'm going to be posting zombie fan fiction and playlists and how-to tutorials for zombie bride makeup! I need epic life-saving book suggestions! Some kind of distraction! Links of Louis from One Direction smirking in slow motion, recordings of Richard Armitage's dirty summer rain voice, DIY projects to aid homeless kitties, something- anything!
