So I got as far as DC. Not too hard of a bike ride really, but not short. Hit up a couple museums, and felt like a schmuck, but part of the city was on fire, and it's not like I'm going to be putting it out any time soon. I found this really great vault, and crammed as much stuff into them as I could ( Read more... )

THEY STOLE MY FREAKING LAPTOP ( Read more... )

So I seem to have gotten away with two days to spare, with books, two of those ‘tow behind’ kid buggies for my bike, and a couple of backpacks and stuff. I found a good car battery, and since I was in a building with electronic-building equipment, I put together a little plug thing that I should be able to attach to most car batteries and suck ‘em ( Read more... )

Mostly because I just beat down a boatload of undead to get into the campus library. This place is swarming with goonies, and I can get past most of them, but you rile one, you get a good chunk of them after you. Thank goodness for tunnels ( Read more... )

Well, here's the rest of the drama.

( This world needs more than help with a zombie problem. )

Oh thank you, I’m back home. It’s going to be a good year before I ever leave the apartment again.

( Drama llama happened. )

So when things like this happen, everyone has a story. Some people died, and that was their story, some people survived, and then there are a couple of us, we’re not quite sure what the heck our story is. We died, but we’re surviving. And then there are those that were just damned lucky ( Read more... )