Brains!!!! Brains?

I was mildly excited about the Zombie Walk this Saturday, despite feeling much worse than I did this time last year, mainly because I'd get to see Danielle and a few other friends. But then someone goes and organizes a birthday party for another friend at 6:00. The march doesn't start until 3 (and zombies are not very prompt), and it's a surprise so we must, must be there on time or else we risk ruining the surprise.

Who the hell sets a dinner party at 6:00? Don't they get that people have shit to do even on weekends and don't necessarily want to break their necks trying to get from one event to another? Not to mention having to remove my zombie makeup on the damn subway and figuring out a costue that will easily transition from night of the living dead to night on the town as I'm not lugging around a change of clothes. And I'm not even sure I'll be able to afford to go, this is not a cheap restaurant.

Gah! I try to be optimistic and look forward to things and something always comes along to gum up the works. I'm tempted to skip the whole damn thing as I already feel like a zombie on most days, but I can't because I'm a nice person.

Well, time to go stretch in preparation for a few hours of lurching.