Zombies and Fedoras

So I went to the doctor, and he told me I wasn't sick. This is good, I mean, I got to go to Rico's party. He can be a pain, but he knows how to throw a party. Not like my parties, but still, he has pretty good ones. I had a lot of fun. Yeah. It was really cool. And great. Nothing I like better than severed heads floating in bowls of red punch. Saige jumped out at Rico and scared him. I think Rico screamed. I just laughed.

I received several compliments on my fedora, which I tipped at everyone who noticed. Then some crazy person grabbed my scarf and started yanking on it, trying to choke me. I turned around, and it was a zombie Dracula. I couldn't tell it was Kip until he moaned, "I vant to suck your braaaaaaains..."

Ha ha, Kip. Very funny.

I also found out something new. I have an assistant? Apparantly she spell-checks my blogs, corrects my mistakes, and adds links into the text. I was wondering why I hadn't seen Astrid in a while. I guess she figured I was covered. Neat. Now instead of having Astrid nag me to write, I have this assistant who nags me to write. Actually that's kind of annoying, but oh well.

This sick feeling hasn't gone away though, I think I need advice from the Viva Swag femmes.