Been having some weird dreams lately...

No one in the dream seemed very alarmed about the zombies. Everyone just sort of went on about their business and occasionally bagged a corpse. At one point in the dream I went to Old Navy to get some new t-shirts.

Splitting wood, listening to Stephen King's "IT" on audiotape.

Inspired by a facebook status from GHOSTSHRIMP: "listening the the IT audiobook by STEVEN KING. cutting trees. splitting wood. insulating the hideout."