Was too down to participate in the zombie mayhem. A little part of me was ever so slightly disappointed that it wasn't real, but that was overwhelmed by the relief that Indigo and all the others were not actually in mortal peril. Much as I kind of wish for a zombie apocalypse situation, I think the loss would probably outweigh the gain. (What gain, you ask? A drastically reduced human population, for one. And I'd be forced to actually live instead of continuing my mundane existence.)
Anyway. I didn't feel like going to work yesterday, so I stayed home and had brunch, then went out to do some clothes shopping for funeral-appropriate attire. First of all shoes, as white-and-green sneakers are totally wrong for the occasion. Not that I think that anyone would even look at my feet, but.. eh.
I didn't feel any of the joy I normally feel when I go shopping - I don't really enjoy clothes shopping that much anyway, and the purpose of the trip put an additional dampener on my mood.
Didn't get much sleep tonight. It was so cold, I had to move back indoors. At least Odessa kept me company through the night.
Now I prepare for a doctor appointment (of doom)..