Sweet sixteen and already dead. I have never been the dress up and get make-overs type. I've always been more of a sit at home, read a murder mystery, watch a crime show, play a zombie game type. So of course when there comes an important birthday it just wouldn't be my style to have a quiet get together with friends and leave it at that. And given the fact that the awesome L.A. band Saint Motel was having a Zombie Prom near the time of my birthday that I would be unable to attend thanks to an inconveniently placed ocean, it just made sense that I take the opportunity to dress as a zombie anyway.
So we all dressed as zombies and went around
terrorising town taking photos at every opportunity. We went all over the place. . . .
Police station. . . .
Police station with their hand picked officer posing with the zombies . . .
That's me the zombie nerd when I received my birthday gift. My friends Jamie and Amanda got me a pineapple with a ribbon on it. I named it Albert. We haven't eaten it yet but I can't wait.
That's me the zombie Nerd with Albert the pineapple after my brother put his top hat on my head.
All in all, best birthday party ever. Zombies rock.