I wont sing anymore, I'm losing control...

Cut it out of my mouth, put my tongue on a poll, take the air from my lungs, take the heart from my soul...

Aren't we different enough? Apparently not, let's add another flaw to the list. Some would argue that we're crazy already, due to the hitch in our step and while...talking like...this. But are we actually crazy? Are we able to go crazy? You would think that after everything us DB's have been through, we would be crazy after a matter of days. But, I still feel sane. The White Van epidemic still prevails, and many people blame this on paranoia. Can the Differently Biotic be paranoid? Maybe it's a side effect? My friend Elisabeth and I can't seem to figure out the answer. She has written a post about this on her blog, also. You can see it here at: http://awindthrough.blogspot.com/

We want your opinions. We want them like Hollywood zombies want brains.
Please be our brains.

Afraid for my Non-Life

Ha! Well saw something today. Not one, but two white vans. We all had to squeeze in between them to get out of school. They were almost completely blocking the exits. They left a very narrow walk way. I was dead certain, (no pun intended), that they were waiting just for me. But I slid through and got to the bus without incident. I did manage a peek inside, though. There were gates separating the cab from the back. I swore, if I still had circulating blood, it would have ran cold.

The White Van epidemic

Well, considering my title, i'll give you one guess as to what I saw today. Yep, a white van. Parked right outside my school. I bet you get a little tired of hearing the 'undead' talk about the white vans, but this is serious business. You can only come back once. We know people want us dead... for good. But believe it or not, there are some people out there who want us kept alive.