I've been working non-stop for two weeks and then been traveling non-stop for two days. I think I'm dead. All I need now is a voodoo doctor to resurrect me and it's zombie time...
Unfortunately, I couldn't connect with a flight home this evening, so I'm spending the night in Seattle.
I'll look for the voodoo doctor in the morning.
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You gotta plan these things better so you get stuck unexpectedly in New Orleans. Down there, voodoo doctors? No problem!
What’s in your heeee-eaaaad? In your heeee-eaaaad?
Sweet dreams!!
YaY! Zombiez! Will you attack me wiff a chainsaw [ala Resident Evil 4] so I can kill you only to have you come back alive and behead me when I least expect it?!
Voodoo Doctor?? Hey, that was me….right? Because you saw me in the morning! Maybe it was the blue polyester that made me a voodoo doctor.
Merry Christmas, travel safely.