Answer: No, of course not.  No one ever is.  So, sit back and pay attention, because I am going to share with you the story of what could happen in the event of a zombie apocalypse, and what I tell you may save your life someday, when the zombies come.

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My sister, Emily, doesn’t worry too much about werewolves or vampires or other supernatural flim-flam, but when there’s a ghost in her daughter’s closet or a chupacabra in the woods behind her house, she takes that business extremely seriously.  So, you can imagine how seriously Emily took the zombie threat.

Months before the zombie’s came, Emily was making plans.  She took shooting lessons, trained her children in various martial arts and cheerleading forms, and meticulously inspected the local Wal-Mart for its suitability as either a temporary or long-term base from which our modest resistance would operate.  She stockpiled food and toilet paper like it was Y2K, or maybe 2012, and chose members of her group based on the skills they would provide.

When the zombies came, she was well-prepared, and all went well.

At first.

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Unlike Emily, Sarah did not thoroughly prepare.  Before the zombies came, she wasted her time getting a degree in English and planning for a non-zombie future.  Despite several warnings from friends (mostly me), Sarah refused to take the zombie threat seriously.  When the zombies came, she really had only one option.

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Bernacki didn’t plan, she didn’t prepare; but then, she never does.  When the zombies came, Bernacki was in the ScienceCenter on campus, developing a serum that may or may not have actually started the whole fiasco.  Whether or not Bernacki intentionally provoked the zombie apocalypse as a way to relieve the boredom of an otherwise normal afternoon remains to be seen.  What is known is that that day, in her laboratory, the most devastating wave of zombism in human history was unleashed.

And Bernacki owned it.

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I have devoted a fair portion of my life preparing for an eventual zombie apocalypse.  I have developed both escape and battle plans for all conceivable forms of zombie menace.  When the inevitable first-wave came, I was completely and utterly prepared to deal with the threat.

Or so I thought.

Also…

Thanks for bearing with me last week.  I was lost amidst a sea of exams, essays, and extracurriculars!  As a show of gratitude, and a desire to add extra pictures to this week’s post, I’ve decided to tack on this little bonus piece, detailing the trials and tribulations of the past couple weeks, so you’ll know that I wasn’t just screwing around and not bothering to update.

Ok, so I kinda was totally just screwing around, mostly.  Don’t judge.