“I’m going to do this annoying, chaotic thing until someone’s hurt or something’s broken.”
“You are Here, I am Her”
“Lost y Loca”
“Awake and Shaken”
“Hotel Tell Him”
“Mi Amor es tu Horror”
So as you’ve gathered, I’m a super consistent blogger. This is pretty much the pattern in every facet of my life, because I’m really good at being a grown-up.
That said, I will announce my new Onesie (the creepy cute title of these week-long, one-liner, self-inflicted exercises)! I thought I’d broaden the assignment scope from just weekly scenarios to random lists of necessary information–mostly because I’m not creative enough to think up a second scenario, so I’m settling for any kind of coherent words and synaptic fire. It is likely that next week I will have regressed back to doodles of my cat. I’m a really good writer.
This week’s Onesie:
That could be a Shakira song…
“I Can’t Remember to Forget You”
Now a three-fer…
If I were a zombie, I’d wear Ellen to the Oscars.
If I were a zombie, I’d choose my victims based on how recently they ate pizza.
If I were a zombie, this blog would be incomprehensible…more so.
So, of course, on the second day of this genius plan, I forgot to post my one-liner; thus, today is a twofer.
If I were a zombie…I would eat Raisin Brain for breakfast.
If I were a zombie…I would look like Rachel Dratch and Steve Buscemi…because they both look like zombies.