End of Days

Day 416
<<Taken from a journal written after the apocalypse.>> 

Is it winter? Is it summer? I don't know anymore. It was sixty degrees today but didn't snow fall only three days ago? Each day is a surprise, as though mother nature were playing roulette. Reminder: Bring a jacket next time you go out past the barricade, just in case.

No movement outside today. Not even my friend the squirrel. I have not seen him since before the snow. He's not gone forever, I know this for sure. He, like me, is quite fond of this place and won't be evicted. Perhaps he smelled something in the air. His instincts are rarely wrong.

The canned food is holding up well. It's been a while since I wrote about it, so here's an update. The can rotation method that the Extreme Coupon Nut-Job recommended is working out quite nicely. Also, Since I've been eating only canned vegetables I've lost a ton of weight, but in the good way. As a byproduct, my stockpile will last a lot longer than I thought. It'll be well into summer before I have to go foraging again. Which is excellent if you have to crouch in a ditch for thirteen hours, completely motionless. 

Those mindless flesh-eating monsters out there have no idea how inconvenient they make my life. 

Spent some time on the shortwave this afternoon, hoping to hear more than just automated messages. No luck. Just the same messages over and over. I spent an hour listening to the Amish woman teach me how to garden anyway. Her voice is calming, and very reassuring. There is something in the sound of it that reminds me of my mother. Perhaps it is because of her fascination with soy...

I've been spending a lot of time doing things to keep myself busy. The person who lived here wasn't much of a reader so there are very few books, but I've kept myself busy in a lot of other ways. This may sound corny, but I wrote a script for a small play and will be acting it out with paper dolls. I know, it sounds like I have a screw loose, but I don't. My Nana taught me how to make these paper dolls as a child and they can be as elaborate as you want them to be. I plan on having rehearsals and even have a premiere date all set up. Thinking about it stops me from thinking about anything else.

According to the nutrition book I salvaged from the library (while there still was a library) I'm deficient in several major vitamins and minerals. I have all the side effects of a person with malnutrition. This canned food is great to fuel me. It's saved my life... But I need meat. Meat has all the iron and protein and complex b vitamins that my shrinking body needs. Sometimes I think Zed has the right idea.

Even though I haven't spoken to anyone in a long time, I'd stab someone for some multivitamins, or a steak, or...

Never mind, Mr. Squirrel just showed up again...

Looks like I'll be having meat after all. 

Adam

An Interesting Side Note: It's well after midnight and I could eat meat right now, but I promised a friend at work that he could buy me breakfast. I anticipate I meat-splosion, but knowing Mark, and how much of a devious ass-clown he is... I may wind up with a vegan breakfast tomorrow. I'll discuss more about the death of my Veganism over the next few days, so stay tuned. 

P.S. Yes, I am going back to meat. No, I may not ever go back to dairy fully. No, I will not be eating red meat much. If this month has taught me anything, it's that meat in a dish is sometimes  used to hide the fact that everything else in it is terrible. Meat will be used sparingly from now on. 

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