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Nov. 28th, 2013
I had a zombie apocalypse dream last night, as I often do. This time, if you weren't a zombie you were completely immune to the virus. As in you not only didn't get sick, you never died.
This extended to animals too, because we were coming home after a while of being on the run, and sleeping on our dryer was our Mao Tse Cat. Mao has been gone 11 years or so. I said his name and he blinked at me, because he was terribly, terribly old in this dream. I replayed that part at least 10 times.
I miss that grey tabby bastard such.
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