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  1.25.15 I always made fun of people who kept diaries. Honestly, I still think it’s pretty fucking stupid, but here I am… sitting on my bed in my newly obtained apartment writing out my thoughts like some goddamn high-schooler. I’ll be the first to admit I’m losing my mind....

Did you know near evisceration is an actual thing? I didn’t, not until the Doctor who stitched me up explained how lucky I was to be alive.  I don’t trust the AES, or those military dudes and dudettes up on the mountain, but they did save my life.  It was...

I gave up on keeping track of the dates, what does it matter? Not like my mortgage is due anytime soon. Pretty sure the bank isn’t going to show up to repose my truck, although… if what I remember of the banks was true, maybe they will. Fuck, they can...

I ventured into town today. The first time since it started. The last time I was here, I was being chased off by two crazy….people? Zombies? I don’t know what you call them. I went to the woods and hunted, foraged…and I was doing pretty well until I was bitten by a snake....