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(no subject) [Sep. 27th, 2007|11:15 pm]

go there.

icky is dead.
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(no subject) [Jul. 10th, 2007|04:27 pm]
"I've never been the type to do a lot of planning. It's like with the Big Bang. I could have laid it all out meticulously, but it seemed more interesting to set things in motion and watch in wonder as it all played out... plus, I really wanted to blow something up."

-God, God, The Devil, and Bob
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(no subject) [Jun. 26th, 2007|07:10 pm]
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(no subject) [Jun. 21st, 2007|09:17 pm]
You have nothing to lose anymore
Never was anything left to be lost in this war
In the first place
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Repost for a friend... [Jun. 20th, 2007|07:21 pm]
Anyone need a bedroom set? It's in Rochester, so if you live in Buffalo, you have to go pick it up...

Contact me with any questions/offers and I'll forward them on! Thanks!

Read On...Collapse )
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(no subject) [Jun. 14th, 2007|06:25 pm]
For those of you that were wondering...


It gave me something to do hehe

ftfy, guys.
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(no subject) [Jun. 13th, 2007|09:45 pm]
I found Kujo... not pretty. I got in the house long enough to grab my phone charger, the battery pack for the laptop, and some weaponry and get to the basement. I tried calling everyone in my phone, and got nothing but busy signals. Arick, Amy... if you see this, come get me. You're the only people I know of that have read all of the survival guides. I hope you took them seriously.

The basement seems pretty safe for now, and thank fuck Jesse was smart enough to put outlets down here. I hope the power holds out for a while, from what I'm reading, they're taking out power lines all over the area.

Someone... please... call me. I don't want to be here alone. All I have are kitchen knives and a 2x4 I found down here. I need gunpower.

Never bring knives to a zombie fight.
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(no subject) [Jun. 13th, 2007|09:12 pm]
I guess those big windows in the bedroom weren't such a good idea. They couldn't get through the security doors, so they took out the window. They must have smelled Kujo.

I came home and saw them out there. Remembered what I learned in the movies... stay low, be quiet, attract no attention. It was hard trying to get my keys out without making any noise. I hid between the garbage cans next to the house. Stupid fuckers can't see me anyways, but I figured the garbage would cover up my scent.

I saw the broken glass and didn't hear Kujo barking so I knew it was a bad situation. I didn't hear anything crashing about in the house either, so I figured it was safe to go in, and even if they were being quiet, I could always barricade myself between the two security doors... guess where I am now?

His crate was torn open, pieces of metal sticking out like jagged teeth and there is blood EVERYWHERE.

Fuck, I wish they hadn't eaten my dog. I don't know where anyone is. My battery on my phone died when my mom called to tell me what was goi

Had to move, they came through from the upstairs hallway. They moved a lot slower than usual... must have been all the drug-addled miscreants upstairs that transferred the chemicals in their blood. I thought crack was an upper?

No time for jokes. Gotta find friends. I can't do this alone.
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(no subject) [Jun. 5th, 2007|11:00 pm]
You'll be loved, you'll be loved
Like you never have known
And the memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occured
Someday, you will be loved.

This Livejournal is now officially dead.
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