I’m a Zombie Now

I woke up this morning at 8 after only two and a half hours of sleep. I felt like a zombie and I was hungry. Didn’t feel like cooking. Quick decision was made. Tim Hortons to the rescue. It was a beautiful morning. So nicely warm. And at Tim Hortons, everyone was so cheerful. I’m pretty sure I was the only living zombie there. There was a line-up. The morning coffee people. I tried to decide between a medium iced cappuccino and a bottle of iced tea. Iced tea won. Took home that and a couple of danishes.

When I got back to the apartment building, I could hear the motorbike-riding neighbour from across the hall vacuuming his apartment while listening to “I’d Do Anything for Love (But I Won’t Do That)” by Meat Loaf. If I ever made a zombie movie, that song would SO be in the soundtrack, just for the cheesiness factor. I don’t know why, but I find zombie movies cheesy.

I still feel like a zombie, but I have a feeling that after eating the two danishes from Tim Hortons, I would feel more like a human. Oh, in case you’re wondering, they’re chocolate danish and strawberry and cheese danish a.k.a. the best things to ever come out of Tim Hortons. Want some?

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6 comments

  1. So the motorbike rider is in your apartment building? I heard it a couple of days ago when someone was picking me up, and I just gave this look of “don’t you love this neighbourhood?” Still, your landlord appears to be willing to improve your building…

  2. I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t get back to sleep. I had two cups of strong coffee and still felt tired. You have my sympathies because 2½ hours is not enough sleep.

  3. *steals a danish* I just woke up to the phone ringing … *yawn* Silly people wanting service. It’s too early in the morning.

  4. If I stayed up as late as you did I would still be in bed. And I can’t believe you had to wake me up this morning. Stupid alarm clock!!! 🙂

  5. I love the lil mini sub like sandwhiches from Tim’s. They make some damn good Danishes though.

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