you, sir, are an imposter

I've been thinking about zombies a lot lately, so I drew myself as I think I would look during a zombie attack. Very early in the attack, though... I realize now how clean the clothes look. Eh.

The weapon in that drawing is a pulaski. I've been using one to rip up grass along one side of my back yard lately. About every two years or so, my parents decide they want to add to their garden, and so they rip up the lawn. This year, they want to rip up about 15 ft by 3 ft of grass near our fence. Since they work all day, and I don't have a job (still, fucking economy) I've been working on it in the early morning and late afternoon. It is hell. Even at 8am, it's brutally hot outside. The axe is really heavy, and hard to swing without hitting myself. I've getting sunburnt and have crazy blisters. It seems to be a good work out for my arms, though.

Problem is, I have to go to martial arts today and tomorrow, and I already hurt. Ew.