I pryed charmed a few pages out of the cutiewriterboy's hands.

He just rips out your heart. Literally.

I'm so sick. Going back to bed.

However, speaking of dreams, Betsy, I had a terrible nightmare. I blame the combo of being horribly ill and watching too many horror movies.

I dreamt that zombies were after me, and they ate Tim. In the dream, tim had gotten married, said he got married two months before and showed me his ring, which was made of brass.

Right before I woke up, I was hiding in a room shaped like that weird round room in ita's old place, and the zombies were about to pounce. And then I lied very still in my bed so that the zombies who were outside my window wouldn't see me.

Because my brain still thought zombies were a real possibility for about ten minutes before reality seeped back in.

Now that it's light out, I hope to get some sleep and rest my poor sore belly.

Tim married a merry-go-round!

Sorry about your nightmare; I hope it dissipates soon.

The "guest star" for Lovesick Ass was listed as Magdalena Alexander. A friend of mine thought that she recognized this woman from a different context, but with a different name. When we searched, neither IMDB, nor Google, nor Lexis-Nexis turned up an actress named Magdalena Alexander. This seemed strange, because these days anyone who ever had a bit part in a community theater production in Omaha shows up in a Google search.

So was this actress someone's sister using a psuedonym? Does anyone have ideas?

Perhaps Zombie-Food-Dream!Tim had gotten married on a Merry-Go-Round?

I just woke up from my nap. I figured out what the dream meant. A recent committment will earn Tim the brass ring.

Which of course means The Inside will be a top ten show.

And then zombies will eat him.

I was going to say that perhaps the zombies are metaphoric, but even metaphoric zombies probably aren't good news.

metaphoric zombies are like fluffy bunnies in the Tim-verse.

Hey, it's a prophecy. "and then zombies will eat you" is always inferred.

I don't want to be eaten by a zombie.

Hmm. Assuming we're sticking to the strictly literal meaning of eating, the supernatural beast that would seem to be the biggest win would be a vampire; you lose consciousness pretty quickly from blood loss.

I do NOT want to be hanging around while some uncoordinated lunkhead chomps off the tender bits.

I do NOT want to be hanging around while some uncoordinated lunkhead chomps off the tender bits.

There was a Romero tribute anthology called Book of the Dead (1989) with a Steven Boyett short story, "Like Pavlov's Dogs", that confirms the sentiment Eaten by Zombies = Bad.