( And for once, I won't have to ignore you. )

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Ross, in his usual fashion, was in the process of talking himself out of something he wanted. "I would date her but there is a big age difference ( Read more... )

( Unfinished stories bother me. )

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I sat in the truck, looking over the faint emerald glow of the dash panel. I had just siphoned off the tanks of a bigrig down on fourth street. In Berkeley, the Zombies seemed to be gathering at the Campus, along Telegraph and, oddly enough, the Carwash on Ashby and MLK. I was in the processes of wiring a CB radio in to the trucks dash, when I saw ( Read more... )

I took quite some time getting the truck reloaded. Several shamblers came by, seeming to be headed by a runner. I've been seeing this pattern. A shambler happens by, it spots you and starts twords you. A few moments, maybe a minute or two later, the runner appears and then several more shamblers. Maybe the runners are stronger minded, maybe a ( Read more... )

I was in luck, and not for the first time today. They say the lucky man is the prepared man. Despite the haphazard nature of my plan, it was a plan none the less and it motivated me during the day and kept me moving when other people were waiting for rescue or for the government do 'do something'. It kept me going. Having specific targets, having ( Read more... )

The suns starting its way down, but its almost twilight by the look of the light. The Airport, the refineries, all the house fires and burning cars. They fill the air with smoke and soot that blocks the sun. I've dressed my wound and while its not life threatening, it's going to be annoying for a few weeks. Of course, I think in the coming weeks I' ( Read more... )