January 12th

Jimmy Varn reporting in and I am still alive.

The great fire burning continues. I have just about exhausted all of the recycling bins around Home Base. I used to bitch about all the junk mail you get in Atlanta but now I wish there was more to be had. I think after today I might actually have to use real wood.

I check the TV and radio everyday. I hate to use the generator power but I have to know in case the military or FEMA sweeps in. I haven’t been reporting it because I thought it would be too damn depressing. Well today the one radio station that had been playing on a loop went quiet. Now that is damn depressing. I never did find out if a real person was there. I guess I never will now.

The lack of music is really starting to get to me. I was actually looking forward to hearing Beyonce. Sweet Jesus, I need to find an ipod. Any ipod. I would listen to country music, gospel or even Britney Spears at this point.

I should totally rob a music store. Then the RIAA will find the last living music pirate on Earth and arrest me.

Fuck, I am cracking up. Yesterday I was playing Monopoly and the little dog was on his last ten bucks. I felt bad for the little dog. He just had a bad streak of luck. It wasn’t his fault. I pretended that the thimble forgave his debt to Pennsylvania Avenue. I talked it out between them. The Top Hat was all pissy about it.

I think I need to stop playing boardgames.

It is just so hard to go outside. In here by the fire, I can just pretend that I am killing time. I can play games and cook food and pretend things are not so fucked up. As soon as I go outside I have to deal with the fact that everything is fucked up. I have to accept that things are trying to kill me in every house. I have to accept that everyone I ever knew is most likely dead and wanting to eat me.

Fuck that is depressing. It is just easier to stay inside. Damn fireplace, you got me spoiled. I love the heat too much to let it die. Fuck I want to stay inside but you keep sending me out.

I’ll try to procrastinate after lunch. Today’s meal is tilapia and cream corn. I am not sure they go together but hell, it’s better than lima beans.