Pancakes n' Hotsauce

So, it's lunch and I'm sitting ta a computer blogging? Wow, I really have not much of a life. Anywhom, as of lately all I want to think about is what I've done, what I want to do, and what I'm not doing. Serouisly, if you have a goal you have to wrok for it and make it a goal, not just a random thought you can return to in a time fo dire bordom! But also, I'm thinking about WWZ (World War Zombie, yeah, I know lame. I'm a Tenn I have every right to be as lame as I please!) and how to prepare for it, so far we have a small unit that can rade through towns and survive, but this moring we ( Me and a few pals and fellow WWZ belivers.) were talking of what to do with people who had become injured ( Not to mention I had just brought up teh fact that if Humans can become Zombie's, so can animals! We're going to face Humans, wolves, dogs, cats, COWS!!!) and how to deal with that, and it came up that if someone is injured, they'd have to be killed. Seriously, killed. . . . . . .Then I started thinking about it, it's the only thing to do. You know, that also got me laughing, cause you ever seen one of those cheese Sci-Fi Zombie based movies and how the one guy/Girls always bit n' injured and they try to save them, and a few moments later that persons a Zombie and killing everyone. The only exception I have ever seen to that was 'Zombie HoneyMoon' but that was a really cheap and cheese zombie Romance Horror film . . . . not worth watching.
So I woke up this morning ( After dreaming about the Zombie War I was think of teh day before.) and went to get dressed (White shirt, Grey Jeans, Yellow Plaid Conversus, and my typical neckles.) and was getting ready when the bus showed up, and you know what I picked up half warm Blueberry Pancakes and ran for it! But what was really stupid is that when I got on the bus ( There's a 'No-foods' rule) my Bus Driver made me stick the Pancakes (Half squished) in my book bag and set it behind her seat! EEEWWWIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! any whom, I did as she said and rode to school, got picked up at the hub and ate the Pancakes (More like a smudgy pile of something another with bits of blueberry flavor in it by that time.) at school. Sooo, yeah. . . . .