I'm Climbing Up Those Walls Again

Because Arthur, Bryan, and Joey's live in a large house, we decided to play hide-and-go-seek there after eating at a Mexican restaurant. After a few games, we decided to play hunter vs zombie, which I made up rules to on the fly.

Here is how the game works: You need to have at least 3 zombies for every hunter. Zombies hide in the pitch black house, and then by turning off the last light, signal to the hunters that it is time to enter. The hunters, packing any nerf guns they can carry, and a small, dim, flashlight, enter the house after ringing the doorbell.

Zombies can move as fast as they want, but if they are shot once by a hunter, then they are dead. If a hunter is touched by both of a zombie's hands, then they too, after a 5 second delay, become zombies. The hunters are trying to clear the house of zombies and vice versa. It was a very kick-ass game, as the hunter party was always very careful and nervous. Here are some of the best parts:

First game
Joey and I made our way into the darkened house. We swept around, discovering a zombie (Mike Poole) behind a couch and dispatching him with easy. We made our way into a small hallway linking 3 doors. I looked into one of the rooms, seeing that the closet most likely contained a zombie, so I leaped inside. Sure enough, a zombie (Kyle) lurched out from inside the closet, but as I was firing at him, another one (Matt) came out from behind the door! Joey tried to take him down, but his cold, dead hands were around my ankle. Joey didn't last much longer.

Second game
Arthur, Mike Poole, and Kimmie were the hunters. Yours truly was a zombie, hiding behind a shower curtain in the downstairs bathroom. The hunters finally made their way to my room. Arthur was a foot away from the curtain when I tried to grab him, but he pulled back. Luckily I was safe from his fire, so he continued to try and get the curtain pulled back to get a shot at me. I saw his nerf gun with duct-tape attached flashlight poke around the side of the curtain, so I grabbed it. I reached for him with my other hand just to find another gun pointing at me. *Blam blam* I was one dead zombie.

After only a few more skirmishes, Mike was the only hunter left. He made his way to the top of the stairs, and while dispatching some zombies from afar, suffered a terribly swift attack from Chris Shelley, who almost knocked him down the stairs.

Third game
Bryan, Erin, and Harry were the hunters. Kyle and I hid in opposite closets on the ground floor. When my closet was opened, I groaned and lurched out, only to fall in a hail of nerf darts. Kyle followed and was downed as well. Chris was also dispatched, and the three of us sat down to watch the carnage. As the three hunters searched the downstairs room, the occasional flashlight would illuminate the living room. Bit by bit, Kyle and I noticed that 5 zombies were creeping into the room from the upstairs. Each brief flicker of light brought them a little closer. Zombie Joey stood on a table hugging the wall, just out of sight.

One of the zombies rushed them from behind, and managed to dispatch Erin and Bryan. In the confusion, Harry got turned around, and zombie Kimmie hid in the closet behind him. After searching the rooms, Harry walked back out into the living room. Joey tried to grab his left gun, Mike jumped out from behind a couch, and as Harry backed up, firing wildly, he was caught and devoured by Kimmie, from behind.

*Ultra-geek*

13. Four days in the dark

in a land without a sun

14. Eye contact at the dress rehearsal

ballroom antics, then love undecided at exactly: 2:09

15. Exact Detail

but the journey isn't over yet...

Listen to this while you read my post. It's probably always been my favorite song, and I think it's appropriate for a 3 am post after a long, long day.

I guess it's only natural that I feel... a little melancholy at times like these. On top on a fairly light course load, I have plenty of honors thesis research that needs doing. On top of that, I'm applying for the British Marshall scholarship, which, in the honors department, is like announcing you're going to fly to the moon. I can't go into the honors office without murmurs of "Maaaaaarshalllll" reaching my ears.

If that wasn't bad enough, as I go around convincing faculty to write me recommendations, I now have their expectations on my shoulders, as well as the honors department staff, and my parents. I'll be glad when it's all done with, no matter what outcome I'm treated to.

So what does any of this have to do with my title? Well, after a long morning, I went and picked up a package from the post office. It was from my ex, so I knew it was probably my Farscape Season 1 box set, which I lent to her roughly a year ago, so I was quite happy to see it.

I went to the library to open the package, as I needed to stay in the area to meet a later appointment. For some reason, the package was decorated a little bit, and as I worked at getting it open (there was a lot of tape and I didn't have a knife) I noticed people were glancing at me, and smiling. It dawned on me after a while: a guy opening up a girl-decorated package, must be from a girlfriend.

This saddened me, and I felt like standing up in my chair and yelling:

"Don't be deceived.. this isn't the sign of the middle of a blossoming long distance relationship! This is the sign of the end... of the final chapter being closed. We are all materialists, and we musn't let our connections to others shrivel while they still have our goddamn stuff!

Don't ever share a bank account! Don't ever buy something together! Pay for your own meal! Otherwise, when it all comes crashing down around your head, your last contact with your significant other won't be a set of harsh words, a look in the eye, it'll be the delivery of your stuff. Would you rather remember how it really ended, or just think of your relationship for what it's final value was: a boxes set of your favorite sci-fi show?"

My mind turned over, and I stared at the empty, torn packaging in my hands. I ripped out the note with my name on it, crumpled the remains, and left it in the rubbish.

Come on and hit me with your best shot!!!!

The part of the album where I sink to the 'unce unce unce unce' dance movement

10. Bionic for a Second
creeping through the darkness on a secret mission

11. Prepare to Exhale
God knows why, but for some reason I was thinking Megaman X

12. Waiting to Inhale
The strangers land..