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10.30.2008

Pandemic...siiick

So last night I stayed up until 1am playing this game called Pandemic II. One of my guy friends, who has sweetheart qualities and a sadistic side to him, plays this game. Essentially you're a disease that you want to spread and evolve enough to kill off the entire human population. He has succeeded in it, whereas I've gotten to about only killing 75% of the world. It's my worst nightmare in a game format. I have nightmares about the Bird Flu coming to kill us all. I have spent many hours on Wikipedia looking up pandemic flus.

And the worst is horror movies. The Ring? Texas Chainsaw Massacre? Halloween? Piece of cake. 28 Days Later? Screamed and cried like a bitch throughout the whole thing. Why? Because I know the second that thing hits the United States, I am DONE. I have the immune system of a 75 year old chain smoker. I'm working in a preschool setting right now and have a constant case of the sniffles. It's sick. I'll die so early on I won't have to be burned to decrease the infection risk. Yeah I've played the game enough in the past 24 hours it's ridiculous. Maybe playing it is helping my fear go away? No...when it says 'United States has no signs of life' I feel like I'm going to pass out.

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