Interweb Shutdown, World War Z

So… yeah, a couple days ago, my IP got shut down… for… stuff. Anyway, I’m back now!

So anyway, I’m reading “World War Z” again. I read it sometime last year and so far it’s my favorite book about zombies. It’s basically about a zombie apocalypse that swept the entire world sometime in the near future and its aftermath. The book consists of many mini-stories captured in fictional interviews with military heads, soldiers, professors, and ordinary people. There are a couple recurring storylines that are told intermittently from different people with different perspectives. Overall, I quite like it.

Anyway… that’s really I had… I’ll post something tomorrow. Maybe. Haha…

I’m so inconsistent…

Another Thing About Zombies, And How I Can’t Work Late Anymore

I’ve realized that I can’t work late at night anymore. It’s irritating because that’s when I try to do all my work. T_T

Anyway, here’s a little bit of a zombie story I’ve written up so far. It’s not much, but I got bored so I decided to go for it and write it anyway.

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I awoke to moans.

I opened my eyes. My hands instinctively gripped my shotgun tightly. By the dim light of my shuttered lamp, I saw the empty room around me. So they weren’t here at least. That’s good.

There was another moan. Mm. That’s not good. They must’ve found me. Can’t stay here now. Got to move in the morning. Crap. And I was just getting settled in.

I moved to the lamp and shuttered it completely so that no light escaped. I then moved to the only window, slid aside the curtains, and peered out. It was still completely black, not even dark blue. Must still be night then. I checked my watch. 12:53 AM. I looked at the single door leading into the room. One entrance, one exit. Hey, there was a reason I chose this room instead of the others. The door was still barricaded with a torn-up old couch. It didn’t look like it had moved. Still safe then. Slightly.

There was another moan. Maybe they could smell me. If they can smell. I never really knew how they found humans. I know they can see us, or at least I think they can see us, but sometimes they just start moaning even though we’re out of their line of sight. Moaning means that one of them has found a human, but they only really start swarming until they can actually see someone. I could only hear one voice (I guess you can still call it a voice), so there must only be one. I’m good. I went back to sleep.

Zombies on a Bus

So… yeah, I was going with a friend to bring his car back to the parking lot. The parking situation is really bad at UNC, as I expect it is at most other big colleges, and most people can’t have cars on-campus because they’re just so many cars for so few spots. Those who aren’t fortunate enough to get a parking spot can take their chances with off-campus parking. Since the off-campus parking lot is so far away, the school sends a bus out there to pick up people who go there late at night.

I’ve recently developed a habit of talking about how to survive a zombie apocalypse during car/bus rides with my friends when the conversation starts getting stale. I started wondering what we would do if zombies suddenly attacked the bus.

There’s two different situations: One with slow zombies and one with fast zombies. In either situation, everyone in the bus is fucked. There are two main doors, one at the front of the bus and another one in the middle. Both open to the same side. There are seats that face forward and seats that face inward toward the middle of the bus. There’s nothing to oppose movement. There are also two emergency exits (one on either half of the bus) at the top of the bus that my (very tall) friend can reach and open by himself.

Let’s consider only slow zombies. Fast zombies would be fast enough to kill everyone, so there’s no point in even considering such a situation. Slow zombies tend to be more resilient to attack and can only be killed by a direct headshot. They’re also slower and have the typical zombie moan as opposed to the scream by fast zombies. Let’s consider a situation with multiple zombies attacking at once. If we are lucky enough for the zombies to attack from the front of the bus, at least the middle exit will be open. If, however, the zombies attack from both exits of the bus, the main exits aren’t open. Depending on the speed that the zombies move, I expect some of us could escape through the emergency exits. Those who couldn’t could try to break the windows open. Exiting through the windows could lead to injury, but I expect that it would be better to take chances with that rather than be zombie chow.

Ummm… so… yeah, the problem with the bus is the lack of improvised weapons and the lack of obstacles. Everything on the bus is nailed down, so nothing can be used as a bludgeon or wall… So… yeah, that’s about it…

… Now, back to studying organic chemistry…

ZOMBIES

So… yeah, its 3:AM and ideally I should be asleep. But, seeing as how I haven’t done a real podcast in so long, I felt obligated to write something down.

In the spirit of Halloween, I’m going to write about zombies… but only for a little bit because I’m getting really quite sleepy. I really like zombies. I’m not really sure why, but I just do. I love zombie movies, I love zombie books, and I love zombie video games. For Halloween, I’m dressing up as a zombie. I’ve got some fake blood and I’m going to get a friend to apply some make-up. I’m not really sure how it’ll work… but… whatever. If it comes out bad, I can just wash it off.

On car rides to restaurants and whatnot, I’ve been talking to my friends about what we’d do during a zombie crisis, like where we’d go, what we’d get, what kind weapons we’d use, and the like. In the past, I had thought about writing a zombie story… maybe I should try to get that back up and running. I could record them audiobook style or something. I dunno. The problem is that I just don’t have a lot of time on my hands right now because of classes and whatnot…

Ugh… it’s only been 10 minutes but I’m already sleepy. Maybe I’ll continue this some other time…

Spaced, Zombies

So… yeah, started watching some British comedy TV shows this Labor Day weekend… when I should probably be studying… I hate studying… it sucks.

Anyway, so I started watching “Spaced”. It was written by Simon Pegg and Jessica Hynes. It aired for two seasons in 1999 before Simon Pegg shot to fame with “Shaun of the Dead” and “Hot Fuzz”. So anyway… so “Spaced” is a British sit-com about two roommates, Tim and Daisy, and their friends, who include an avant-garde artist and a ex-Army soldier who attempted to invade Paris in a stolen tank. It’s got a bunch of surrealist humor cutaways and drug-induced storylines. It’s… hilarious. And funny. And I like it. I like to have it playing in the background while I read and take notes for organic chemistry… it makes it barely palatable/bearable.

I also watched the 2004 remake of “Dawn of the Dead” earlier today. It’s probably my favorite zombie movie after “Shaun of the Dead”. I still think the Resident Evil trilogy is more entertaining to watch while drunk (not necessarily high) and with friends, but I think “Dawn of the Dead” is more… I dunno. Something. Whatever.

Ooo… some things I used to like on girls/women that I know longer do: Pig-tails, high heels, boots, Uggs, long hair. I’m not really sure when or why I don’t like them anymore… I just saw them on a girl and I was like, “Yeah… I’m not attracted to you.” Maybe a combination of the two wouldn’t be too bad… and I guess it depends on the girl. Like, long pig-tails wouldn’t be bad on the right girl. You know what? I take it all back. I’m fine with pig-tails and long hair. I still don’t like Uggs though.