Zombies!

I normally have this unusual obsession with things that I'm scared of. I have always been terrified of zombies (yeah you can laugh here) but that never stopped me from watching zombie flicks, sometimes even alone just for the thrill of it, though recently I have sort of sworn off horror movies for some reason I can't remember. hmmmm.....

Anyway recently I saw this weird movie on HBO. The starting of it is curious. It had me guessing what genre the movie was. Was it a kids movie or was it a zombie flick. You can't tell... The movie was full of bright colors, quirky characters and whimsical background music. And yet there were flesh eating gory zombies running around everywhere.

I asked myself dare I watch this. I kept thinking of switching to another channel but I was already hooked. In the movie there is a boy and his family hires a zombie to do their housework. Yea, housework. Anyhoo the boy is at first skeptical about how safe the whole thing is (understandably) but later establishes a friendship with the decaying help.

By now I'm expecting the zombie to goble up the boy any time now. Didn't happen. Then I expected the zombie to goble up the boy's mom. Didn't happen. The boy's dad. That didn't happen either. By now I had sighed in relief that there would be no gobling of anyone in this movie. But then to my utter horror the zombie eats the boy's neighbor, old Mrs. Handerson. She in turn changes into a zombie and attacks someone else.... You get my drift by now I suppose.

I think the movie was actually pretty good. There are some squirmy parts like zombie kissing (eeech) but I'd still give it 4/5. By the way the movie is called 'Fido'. Check out the trailer.

Simmering pick and pluck
Tenderize bone to dust
The sweetest grease, finest meat you'll ever taste

So you scream, whine, and yell
Supple sounds of dinner bell
We all will feed the worms and trees So don't be shy

Swallow and chew
Eat you alive
All of us food, that hasn't died

... mosquito song by Queens of the Stone Age

Fuzz Bucket

My friend calls me one day and asks me whether I'd like to adopt a new kitten. I patiently told her that I've reached my limit of one pet (my mom's rule). Anyway during work break I raced off to her house to see the new family member.

Let me first say that her house is full of all sorts of animals. They have two eagles, couple of birds, loadsa fishes. They also kept a couple of bunnies, snakes and chicks in the past. But when it comes to cats, her mom put her foot down on it. And oh yeah while I was there playing with the new kitten, her bro's tried to sneak in a white mouse and promptly got busted. Luckily instead of bursting a nerve my friend's mom just shook her head and sighed.

Anyhoo, the new kitten. He's soo adorable and very well behaved too. Since my friend's mom was threatening to have it thrown out on the streets I decided to adopt it temporarily till a proper home was found. Two days later I still have no luck and I'm running out of excuses to keep my mom from getting frustrated. Help!!!

Blowing Steam

I was going to make no mention whatsoever of the word 'football' but when I heard that the president himself was awarding about Rf 200, 000 to EACH player I just can't sit still. All I can say is we are truly and royally f*cked!!

I have already heard different views on this from work. Some say they deserve it. Other's agree but is of the opinion, considering at the current state of our country, that the amount a wee bit over the top.

There are people STILL living in makeshift homes after the tsunami and ours players get Rf 200,000 each. Like I said before we are truly and royally f*cked!!!

A blood sucking vampire or a thalassemia patient?

It doesn't really make me angry when a person confuse me for being sick. I've had countless teachers in the past give me sad, sympathetic looks whenever they saw my frail, skinny, little frame. It was understandable since I was a year younger than the rest of the students (my mom apparently couldn't wait to send me off to school). There were in fact perks for being so small. The teachers gave you a break if you don't complete your homework and some of them even forgo punishment. :D

Anyway now that I've grown and filled out a bit, I can't understand why people still come up to me and ask, "Are you a thalassemia patient?" .....really.....they actually ask me that. Normally in a quiet, worried voice. So anyhoo, I've decided to make a list of those who confused me for being a thelassemia patient...

* My Sixth Grade Dhivehi teacher : One day just out of the blue she asked.

* Some girl at Sheri Salon: She actually swore to the receptionist that I'm the first thalassemia patient to have undergone a bone marrow transplant. (who'd knew!!!)

* According to a work colleague, the office gossip states that I might be one of them thalassemia patient.

* One of the neighbors who lives below our office stops me one day in the stairwell and asks (same hushed, saddened tone) if I'm a 'T' patient.

* One of the women who goes to aerobics with me.

* A friend's husband (who asked his wife for confirmation)

* A friend's wife (who asked her husband for confirmation) - this actually happened this morning.


hmmmmm....i might've missed a few....anyway I keep wondering why this happens to me. This is what I got so far...

... Earlier I had assumed it was because I was scarily thin but that's hardly the case anymore.

... Next I thought there might be someone who looks exactly like me.

... One of people who asked me said it was because of my cheeks. Cheeks??! Yes, cheeks.

... One of them also said something about my forehead! (don't ask, I've no idea myself)

... My friend says, that I actually might be a thalassemia patient and that I just haven't realized it yet coz I turn into blood sucking vampire every night and feed upon helpless victims.


Personally I like that last one. Makes more sense to me considering how thin my close friends, V and D are...

The Gentlemen

The Gentlemen, my muse and the only characters on Buffy that really gave me nightmares. Yup they did! I swear I still wake up in the middle of the night thinking that they are standing beside my bed silently leering down on me. Apart from their evil grins, it's the fact they float around the streets gesturing to one another as if they are in deep conversation even though they make no noise whatsoever. And oh they are after our hearts and they have a box that'll take away your voice, so however hard you try to scream no one will ever hear you as the Gentlemen carves out your heart.

The Gentlemen are best described as humanoid, fanged, clawed, bald, pale, always smiling, mute and wear black suits.

Photoshoot

Tonight me and a friend are going to have our pics taken. So going to get all dolled up for tonight. Hope it turns out alright. gaaaaaaaaaah

The Round Table Bargain

There we were, all sitting around a round table. Me sitting right next to the devil. He pushes a piece of paper towards me.

Devil: Here you go. I believe this is what you had in mind before you came to our meeting.

Me: hmmmm.....(going over the paper)...wait... I also recommended pain's involvement in this.

Devil: Errmm...actually, we...er...had a problem with that.

Me and the Devil looked over at Pain who was sitting across from us.

Pain: (with a nasty expression on his face and shrugs) I want no involvement on this.

Me: Oh come on!

Pain: Forget it!!

Sanity: Please!! (looks imploringly towards me) Don't do this. Just think of the consequences.

Me: (ignores Sanity's pleas and faces the Devil instead). You also promised me no Pain.

Devil: Yeah...welll.. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do about it. Their mind is pretty much made up.

Me: hmpf... fine then. It's a deal.

Devil: (beams) excellent. I'm glad every thing's in order then. I've been after your soul for a while.

We all stood. Sanity still grumbling under her breath follows a couple of steps behind me as we all leave.

Pain: (standing behind everyone) and oh by the way... I might visit once in a while and if you don't mind I'll bring along Sick as well...

I shoot Devil a look and he shrugs and shook his head as if to say he can't help it.

Me: Fine. As long as I get my share.

A colleague of mine inspired me to write this. He always complains that I never take sick leave. So here you go. Here's the reason. Sick has been pretty mild with me whenever he visited. Pain as usual visits me often these days just for his sick pleasure. As for Death. He's keeping his end of the bargain.