Ok. I need guns, tons more food in the house, to move to a larger city, get past blowing bullet holes into relatives, learn to run faster, and stop opening the door. Hm, I suspect the ultimate means to avoid having your brains eaten is to edit over and over a story line you've worked on for so many years you're now seriously disfunctional and not even the living dead will touch your grey matter.
No, I won't post the link to the quiz. I must resist temptation and get back to the work in progress.....hey, is that a bloody dust bunny in the corner?