January 9th

This is Jimmy Varn and I am still kicking. The steak was awesome. It just felt great to have meat in my mouth. I’m telling you now, if you are low on food, make sure you have plenty of spices. Garlic powder helps everything.

The generator ran out of gas so I used one of the jugs. It only took about two-thirds of the gas. I am going to keep track of it and see if I can figure how much power I have till the next refill.

After lunch yesterday I did go back to the neighbor’s house. The first thing I did was go through each room one by one and check it out from the center of the room. I didn’t find any more zombies, though I did scare myself when I caught my image in a mirror. Still, it was better to be scared than totally fucked later by a secret zombie.

I took the water, opening the case and loading it into my pack by the bottle. I then went back to Home Base and dropped it off. This took about four trips, mostly because my back started killing me on the second trip. When you don’t have a hospital to go to, it is funny how much you listen to your body for signs of pain.

I searched the upstairs and found more bedrooms. I found a kid’s room which really freaked me out. It was a girl’s room and she had plenty of pictures of herself everywhere. A collage she made herself declared her to be seven. She had pretty blonde hair that was almost white.

I am sure she was dead somewhere, walking around and trying to bite someone’s leg. That was a fucking depressing thought.

The parent’s bedroom was less depressing. Oh I am sure one of them was decomposing downstairs but I didn’t see any photos. That made it easier.

The guy was the same size as me so I stole his jeans. Home Base has plenty of clothes but the former owners had slacks and other nice things. I wanted something more durable and harder to chew through. I stole the jeans and a few sweaters. With no power, it was just cold all the time. That is why I took the comforter too.

I decided to open the presents after all. There were dolls, some clothes and a drawing starter kit. I nearly cheered when I found a Nintendo DSI. Then I though about the poor girl who would never get her parent’s gift. I took the pink DSI and the handful of games they had got her.

So yeah, when I run the generator for the hour, I use it to power this computer, a toaster oven and the Nintendo DS. I am sure survival experts could come up with better uses for the power but dude, you have no idea how bored I get. I played Cooking Mama for four hours last night and that never got old.

Today I am roasting some of the chicken. I can’t really keep anything cold for long. Right now it is pretty cold since there is no heat but it is not technically freezing cold. I am going to burn through this meat pretty fast but it is going to be great while it lasts.

For today, I am using parsley and seasoning salt on the chicken. I am hoping it makes an orange crust of salty goodness. I am really going all out and baking some peas as well. I wish I could find a toaster oven cook book because this is getting ridiculous.

What really worries me is that it is getting colder. Right now I have been fine just wearing my shoes and jacket all day long but last night was a bitch. It was almost too cold to sleep. I need to come up with a heat source that doesn’t rely on electricity. There is a fireplace which I might have to try. I have never lived in a house with a fireplace but I remember a friend saying that if they aren’t kept clean, they can clog up and choke your ass with smoke. This fireplace looks clean, but then most of Home Base is spotless. Raymond and Brett were tidy guys. For the most part I appreciate that but it is hard to tell if the chimney is clear.

Plus, would zombies notice the smoking chimney? Shit, I wouldn’t think so but I wouldn’t guess that zombies would try to watch television either. Shit, do I even have stuff to burn?

I think I will eat and debate how cold I want to get tonight.