~Zara~I debated between giving George just some bacon or something else. I don’t really know. He wasn’t bedridden or anything but I want to take care of him to the best of my abilities. He’s been the one taking care of me since all these days, it is only right that I want to return the favour, you know,“Hey baby.” He was watching a tennis match on our cable tv. He didn’t seem to like the fact that I was in the kitchen cooking while he was just watching something without helping me the whole time. He told me that it made him feel less than whole. Like he was useless for not helping him and I had shooed him off because his leg still aches. I called him dramatic too and just made him watch the TV instead. He can’t get blood—at least, not until the people deliver the blood bags. I offered him myself though, he feeds for me sometimes during love making but that is about it.He is lucky he’s an undead creature though. A chandelier fell on him and a couple other things too. Something abo

~Zara~George has left me alone in the house again to my own thoughts. He says that working will make him feel better about Seb’s death and that just almost seem to validate my theory that he is probably resenting me for this and he no longer thinks his spontaneous decision is such a nice thing anymore. Well, they all seem to have a thing for leaving me all alone because John too has gotten a job and he couldn’t exactly leave his job to keep me company, I guess I should get used to watching movies by myself. I better go make some popcorn, who am I kidding, I better make a lot of popcorn, it’s going to be a long day. A very long day. I guess it won’t be that long if my job wasn’t just to sit down all day watching cable tv and crappy American sitcoms that really gets on my nerves a lot. It’s been three hours already, my eyes are struggling to stay open and If I eat one more popcorn I could literally explode. I stare at the screen for a little while and I have absolutely no idea what is

A loud thud woke me up from my slumber. I looked around to see what it was, it was Judas , she fell off the couch and hit the ground and she's still not awake, is she really deceased? she's such a heavy sleeper. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't, I glanced at the clock and my eyes widened. It's past seven. How long have we been sleeping? George will soon be back and this house looks like a pigsty, I better clean up before I add to his grief. I picked up the cans of beer lying on the floor and searched around for the bag of chips, I couldn't find it anywhere. I picked up my scarf that was lying on the floor and used it to dust the crumbs from the couch, I re arranged the throw pillows that were lying everywhere and went to get the vacuum cleaner. I need to get Judas off the floor if I'm going to vacuum it, I put down the vacuum cleaner and reached for both her hands in an attempt to drag her from the living room to the corridor. Her fists were clenched, I opened them an

~Zara~The sun is almost up and I'm dressed like a middle aged law professor on her first day of work. I forgot how terrible Judas was at giving directions. It's my first day of the job Judas got me and I'm on my way there right now and I couldn't feel any more lost. I'm on the phone with Judas right now, she forgot the name of the street where the art gallery is located so she's giving me directions via this phone call and I feel so frustrated, I've passed the same stupid house for the third time now, it's like she's intentionally taking me in circles. How am I supposed to show up late and covered in sweat on the first day of work. What if they fire me immediately. I asked her for the name of the gallery and ended the phone call. I was determined to find the gallery myself. I started to ask around but I was not making any progress. I was about to give up when I saw this guy, he looked like someone that would care about the location of an art gallery, he looked I don't know 'artist

~Zara~Well, anyways, I am here to announce to you all that my life has gone to shit. In a matter of seconds. My boss is the rude guy I met in the morning who won’t even help me with directions. I am in deep shit because Judas is such a piece of shit. Jeez.And now I am standing right in his office so he can give me my office ID which I will also be using as my pass and well, the painting files because I need to know everything about the paintings I will be taking care of.This is not a job that will allow me to paint, I guess but still I am just very happy that I get to keep some people babies and the paintings are all so meaningful and deep. And I get to look at those beautiful sights every day and I will meet more people and it will just be way better than getting married to our tv.I am so excited about this. The only downside is my grumpy boss who looks like he will rather be anywhere else than her. Judas didn’t think of telling me that my boss might be an asshole. I didn’t even