The BIG NIGHT

No comments huh? Guess you guys are really attached to Bryan…well tough, because I’m in control now, but I swear, I’m not a bad guy…really, I’m not.

Unfortunately I didn’t do anything all that crazy last night as I was drained of my energy engaging of a tug of war with Bryan over sole control of his body. All in all, it was probably good that I kept it low key, because tonight is the “BIG NIGHT.”

Since you guys have been such devoted readers of this blog, I will let you in on a little secret. Tonight, I’m going to my and Bryan’s high school reunion because there’s something there that I have to do. Let’s just hope this body can make it there in one piece. I did make a much-needed improvement to this body however. I mean seriously, it’s not like I could’ve gone out in public with duct tape all over my body, super glue was much more aesthetically pleasing. Now all I need is a little cologne and I’m good to go.

I know most people dread their high school reunions, any ideas why I’m so looking forward to mine? Have any of you already been to your high school reunion or really looking forward to going to it? What should I expect?

There's a New Sheriff in Town

Blogging, huh? I have to admit, before I settled into Bryan’s skin – heh, literally – I didn’t know what the hell blogging was. But I think I’ve gotten the hang of it. Lord knows Bryan couldn’t pry himself (US, that is) away from the keyboard the past couple of days. Such a wuss. Really the kid has bigger issues than little ol’ me taking over his body. Anyway. Without further ado…hello bloggers! I’m Mr. Hyde to Bryan’s Dr. Jekyll… but you guys can call me Jason.

The fist through the shower wall…yeah that was me stretching my wings and getting a feel for what it was like to control a dead body. It’s actually pretty fantastic once you get beyond the post mortem obstacles like the rigor mortis and decaying. And believe me, it was no accident that I chose Bryan Curtis’ body, he and I go way back, and when I saw that his body was available for the taking, well let’s just say it fit into my plan perfectly. Now I can’t reveal what I have in store. That would ruin the surprise…

I will tell you this though, I have to act pretty soon because I don’t know how much longer Bryan’s body has got left…his right ear is holding on by a thread, not a pretty sight…Aside from my ultimate plan, anybody else have any ideas how I can paint the town red with this body while it’s still in one piece? Where are the cool clubs in town? The crazier the better!

Confusion Sets In...

First off, thanks to all who posted advice and info for me. Jonathan, you really sound like you know your stuff, and thanks for the bit of foreshadowing because as I was writing this installment of the blog…my right index finger fell off…no blood though, so I guess that’s a good thing. I took Mikey’s advice and duct taped it back on, good as new…for now. However I’m really not looking forward to keeping a roll of duct tape with me at all times! I guess that’s the least of my worries though.

Just as I finally started getting used to the idea of being one of the walking dead, it’s not the rigor mortis that has become an issue but the fact that I no longer have control over my body!

If this sounds strange to you, think how I feel! I decided to take a shower, hoping that it may help mask my decaying odor, and when I went to reach for the shampoo, I punched my fist through the shower wall. Only I didn’t punch my fist through anything, it was as if someone else was controlling my arm. Am I being possessed? Can zombies, I mean, the walking dead become possessed? And if so…why me?

Now I’m getting really nervous because I don’t know what my body is capable of when I’m not in control of it. I’m scared I might hurt somebody.