11:18 PM

November 10th, 2016

Today, the girls and I are on the Wall hunting Zombies. What? No one likes calling them Zombies. Well that’s nice. Their Zombies. It’s why I used stupid military phonetics for them. We’ve all seen the fucking games, books, shows and whatever on them. Let’s not play dumb or try and hide from it. Regardless, this is good practice for Sin and Lilly. Both of them have ample experience defending and contesting with them alone, however keeping your skills sharp and working in a team requires constant training and discipline. Never liked ‘Lone Wolves’. They waste my time. They live for nothing more then to breath oxygen and eat food. I tried it for a time. There was nothing to it. It’s easy. Surviving on rations and your own piss in the woods is child’s play. The real challenge is making this world worth living in again. Family, friends, a job, keeping up your home, hobbies. I have a Hobby. It’s a fun one. I’ve set up the Room for it. I’ve even picked out a Guest to enjoy it with me. Just need to make sure I have my other Arms Dealer Lined up otherwise I’ll lose access to a critical trader.

Let’s talk about Milly. My favorite Whore. First off, she’s English. Good kid. Self disciplined and motivated. She likes pain. That’s always a good stress relief. Offered to teach her some tricks of the Mercenary trade. She’ll probably stick to whoring but I’ll keep paying when I feel like a little cash debauchery. I’m not hurting for intimacy I just like to support my local businesses. Makes life good for everyone, my family and I included.

Sia. Holy fuck. What the shit. We’ll make another log for that one. However I do want to discuss a very good one I found, a little albino girl named Aviliona. So many women, so little time. Well, I got plenty of time. Just need to make sure I have time for the Family between the regular Hunts I’ve come to enjoy. It’s ironic, I used to be a Cop. Now, I’m glad the Cops are all gone.

Be well, Brain Cage