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Today started off as one of those days where it rains, then it clears up for about twenty minutes, just long enough for you to get your coat, shoes and bag, and as soon as you open the front door the weather gods HAMMER DOWN ON YOU from above. It cleared up about three o'clock, but I was deep into my book by that point, so I didn't go out til just before sunset. It was lovely though - I went to Port Erin beach, which faces West, and climbed down into the ruins of this old outdoor swimming pool and watched the sun set, then I bought jam, then I came home.

The book I was reading was Nekropolis by Tim Waggoner - it's about this zombie private detective, and the world he's created is basically the grown-up version of the one from Jodi Lynn Anderson's May Bird series (if you liked the Corpse Bride or the Nightmare Before Christmas, you should totally read the May Bird books, as they are awesome) and it was interesting and well-realised and the plot wasn't bad, but...

You guys, he had a love interest. An alive, human love interest. And he's a zombie. Sorry dudes, I don't care how brave or pure of heart or whatever he is, he is a ZOMBIE. Zombie/human romance is just gross. Probably I'm some kind of racist for thinking that, but OH WELL. Anyway, I ordered the second one in the series because creepy necrophiliac smoochies aside, it's pretty enjoyable.

On a final zombie-related note, I hope everyone else is enjoying Zombie Jesus Fest and eating lots of chocolate and/or brains, according to your religious preferences.

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Sorry dudes, I don't care how brave or pure of heart or whatever he is, he is a ZOMBIE. Zombie/human romance is just gross.

Yeah, I'd have to agree with this one - and I'm scared to even ask how he could, you know, "perform" since he's DEAD and all, and therefore doesn't have a heartbeat or blood...of course, I've always had the same problem with romantic vampires, and I guess people have managed to accept those...

On an unrelated note, I've been loving your posts - makes me feel like I'm on vacation myself. :)

I KNOW RIGHT! Fortunately it has only gone as far as kissing, and even then I was like, EWWWWWW ZOMBIE LIPS! And the zombie PI dude is all wigging out about the fact that he's a zombie, and the girl is all like, oh no it doesn't bother me, and I'm like WTF SICK PERVITUDE!

I guess with vampires, even though they're dead, they're not rotting or stinky or... mushy, OH GOD I THREW UP IN MY MOUTH JUST FROM THINKInG ABOTU THAT AS I WROTE IT. I mean, Buffy never had to worry about Angel's bits falling off during a heavy make-out session. Well, unless you interpret "bits" to mean "soul", I guess. But other than that, she was safe.

and the girl is all like, oh no it doesn't bother me, and I'm like WTF SICK PERVITUDE!

Word wordy word word!

I guess with vampires, even though they're dead, they're not rotting or stinky or... mushy, OH GOD I THREW UP IN MY MOUTH JUST FROM THINKInG ABOTU THAT AS I WROTE IT.

...although I would think vampires smell like the grave...or at least, damp earth (which isn't necessarily bad...). Otherwise - YES to the rotting, stinky, mushy, losing-body-parts - it's just GROSS!!! Ewwwwwww - ew ew ew ew ew... :D

Fo' shizzle! Or whatever nonsensical phrase kids use to mean "I concur!" these days. A zombie can't help being a zombie, and I suppose if a zombie had a crush on a freshie then it can't be helped, but a regular alive person has NO BUSINESS making out with a rotting leaky man-corpse!

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Oh my God, my mind just went to a super-bad place - you know how sometimes if you don't put the condom on properly it slips off? What if... with the parts.. and the mouldy... OH GOD I have to go scratch out my brains now!

OH GOD I have to go scratch out my brains now!

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....me too...oh dear GOD...I'm not sure there's enough mind bleach in the world...

Oh God, the sequel just arrived in the post today... I am too afraid to read it now.