I recently read my first Zombie novel.  It was freakin’ awesome!  If you want to enjoy a great read, pick up S.G. Brown’s “Breathers.” You won’t be disappointed, I promise!  This novel was one the last works I’ve had to read for my Horror, Fantasy, and Science Fiction Literature course.  I can’t say enough about this class.  FYI, if you’re looking for a Gordan Rule class, and you like to read Horror, this is the one for you.  Dr. Ford, whom I seem to write about all the time (but he really deserves it), teaches the class (LIT 2310).  The only bad thing is that he teaches it every other semester.  It won’t be available for the upcoming spring semester.

Zombies aside, I’m moving on, at about 100 plus MPH!  Down to the last official week of classes, and there is absolutely NO way out of not being stressed.  It’s something you kind of just accept—the workload—I mean it IS college, right?

So in between my mini panic attacks, I found the time to drag all the Christmas stuff, to include the world’s heaviest Christmas tree, down from the attic.  I did that last week.  Just a few hours ago I actually took it out of the box, which had been sitting in the corner of the living room (between you and me, I thought about just putting some lights on the box and calling it good) but I decided to stop being such a scrooge.  I am going to try my hardest this year to enjoy the Holiday’s, because I can’t think of any good reason not to.

Well, after I post this, I’ve got some studying to tackle.  Two more weeks—man, I’m going to need a bigger coffee pot.