My first binge

Wow, what a crazy week. Guess I kind of lost it. Been to a bar every night so far this week picking up women. I guess I hadn't checked in with Jan, so she decided to stop by. When she found me I was kind of mess. I, as well as my entire apartment was covered in blood. I fucked up pretty good this time. Didn't realize I could lose control of things that quickly. At first it was just one girl, I was cautious not to be obvious. That didn't last long. I don't remember much, but apparently I've been running around covered in blood. Things like that don't go unnoticed. Think I'm in some deep shit. Caught the attention of something called Z.P.A. Don't know all that much about them, but, apprently a zombie on a killing spree really pisses them off.

Well, Jan is here now and she says she's going to help me out. Lets see how I dig myself out of this hole.

Party on Saturday

Easy target...all of them. Saturday night is the perfect night to find some easy victims. Started at 8, and knocked out 3 of them before going home at 2.
This is only getting better. I don't know why these Zombie's Anonymous losers even bother going to meetings, why fight it. This is the best I've felt in years.

Jill

Getting a job is not as easy as I had hoped. So, after a full day of interviews and rejections, I did what anyone would. I hit the bar. I guess alcohol does remove all your inhibitions.

This is the first time I've done it and remembered. But, it doesn't freak me out like I thought it would. Her name was Jill. She hit on me at the bar, so I figured she'd make an easy target. From the second she started talking to me I was planning it out in my head. Get her to leave with you. Take her somewhere no one will see you. A simple plan, but it worked.

I'll never forget the way it felt, the way she tasted. Her hot blood dripping from my mouth. What a rush.

On the hunt

Not for brains....even though that does sound good right now. I need a new job.

Me and my boss go way back. I'd thought he'd understand. I tried to explain to him the situation, its not that I wanted to leave the other day, I had to. He wanted a reason, and as soon as the word "zombie" came out of my mouth I was fired.

Aren't there any laws that say you can't fire someone for being a zombie? It doesn't seem fair.

The craving

I definitely didn't see this coming. Just another awesome day at work, the usual office politics. And for some reason, I got pissed at Jennifer, and then it hit me. It was like nothing I have ever experienced before. It felt like I was going to explode. Everything around me, the floors, the walls, were shaking.

It was a craving, and it was worse than I ever expected it to be. I had to get out of there. I met up with Jan and she helped me calm down.

This is going to be a fun one to explain to the boss.

The seder

O man, what a weekend. I was at my parent's place all weekend for passover. Just as I expected, I got hell from my mom for not calling her, just to let her know I was alright. But that wasn't the fun part. Next came, "what happened to your arm?' And of coarse, mom, the nurse, wants to see. I gave her some BS about the doctor not wanting me to take it off. I couldn't bring myself to tell them the truth, much less show her the teeth marks in my arm.

I mean, what's mom and dad going to think when they find out "their baby" is a zombie. I mean, my brother and sister will probably think its cool, maybe I'll tell them first. Its just...I don't know how to explain it...

All lies

Another reason why Wikipedia sucks.
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