Blog Like It's the End of the World Day
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Whew!
doomsey made it home safely from work. We have closed up the house and are currently hiding out in our basement with the cats. We're trying to make it look like the house is abandoned. Our neighborhood is completely deserted because most of our neighbors had the common sense to flee.
As you know by now, the country is being taken over by zombies. Our house is less than three blocks away from the cemetary. This is not good at all! We should have fled while we still had the chance. I'm not sure if we're going to survive the night!
This afternoon, I was messing around on my computer, when I was horrified to discover a lone zombie peeking in my windows, looking for signs of activity. Some bloggers have mentioned that they can be killed with either salt or a chemical present in coke. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of salt, but I have a ton of diet coke (did I mention that I was a caffeine addict?). I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a can, and sprayed the fucker in the face when he tried to break into my house. He is now nothing more than a pile of grey goo by my doorstep. Nobody messes with the
nekosensei! I have five cases of diet coke stashed away in my basement. I'm hoping that this will help us survive this ordeal. For once in my life, I'm thanking God that I drink diet coke like there's no tomorrow.
doomsey took a long time to get home, but fortunately, he made it through. I managed to sneak him into the house and downstairs without us being seen. Just a few minutes after he got in, I looked out my window and saw a group of maybe ten or fifteen people shuffling aimlessly down the street. It looks like they've been infected. Fortunately, I had the good sense to stay out of sight.
I'm going to go upstairs and peak outside again. Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! I wish I could scream, but I'm afraid that they'll hear me. There's two zombies sitting on our patio. And they're gnawing on a severed leg! It's still got the tennis shoe on. And they're fighting over it and growling like they're wild animals or something. I'm struggling very hard not to throw up right now. Their faces are covered with blood and dirt. One of them has a trickle of blood running down his chin. Oh my! They dragged my next-door-neighbor out of his house. What are they doing to him? Oh God! Oh God! THEY'RE SAVAGES!! I want to go help, but they'll descend on me like a pack of wolves. *wrings her hands helplessly*
I'm a pacifist so I don't have any weapons. I'm really wishing I had a gun right now.
doomsey and I have grabbed some canned food and we're going back downstairs now. We're going to barricade the door. I wish everyone on LJ land luck. Stay safe! And whatever you do, keep the diet coke and salt handy! 
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As you know by now, the country is being taken over by zombies. Our house is less than three blocks away from the cemetary. This is not good at all! We should have fled while we still had the chance. I'm not sure if we're going to survive the night!
This afternoon, I was messing around on my computer, when I was horrified to discover a lone zombie peeking in my windows, looking for signs of activity. Some bloggers have mentioned that they can be killed with either salt or a chemical present in coke. Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of salt, but I have a ton of diet coke (did I mention that I was a caffeine addict?). I ran to the kitchen, grabbed a can, and sprayed the fucker in the face when he tried to break into my house. He is now nothing more than a pile of grey goo by my doorstep. Nobody messes with the
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I'm going to go upstairs and peak outside again. Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! I wish I could scream, but I'm afraid that they'll hear me. There's two zombies sitting on our patio. And they're gnawing on a severed leg! It's still got the tennis shoe on. And they're fighting over it and growling like they're wild animals or something. I'm struggling very hard not to throw up right now. Their faces are covered with blood and dirt. One of them has a trickle of blood running down his chin. Oh my! They dragged my next-door-neighbor out of his house. What are they doing to him? Oh God! Oh God! THEY'RE SAVAGES!! I want to go help, but they'll descend on me like a pack of wolves. *wrings her hands helplessly*
I'm a pacifist so I don't have any weapons. I'm really wishing I had a gun right now.
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