We're holed up in the campground's office. Power's out but I've got a few ideas for getting some juice. We're going to take turns updating this record. It's something, anyway.
Marlin's pretty much taken over. Smart guy and not too much of an asshole, I can live with it. He and Micah got some power running to the house, We're having some real shitty problems otherwise - and I mean that literally. Courtney says she has plans for a composting toilet in her "OMG the World Is Ending" survival plans. I can't believe that nutzoid is actually going to be useful. I will never live this down.
Okay, "real" business - winter is going to be here soon. We're hoping it comes late. If you've read the earlier stuff, you know some of the gardening buffs made a raid on a garden supply store in town not long after the flip. I thought they were crazy but Marlin said go for it. They planted some gardens and such. Wouldn't let any of us touch most of them. They must have a real thing for potatoes, because they grew a shit-ton of them. Like forty potato plants in this giant planters, and they say each one will have like 50lbs of potatoes when they harvest it. I hope they're right, baked potatoes are gonna be real good when it gets cold.
Freaky rumors coming through from a couple of the roamers. Some guy out by the city starting his out little kingdom or something. Marlin's in a real twist about it. Whatever.
One victory was not without cost. Several were wounded and Natalia was slain. Strangely, I shall miss her. She was no warrior, and a fool besides, but she laughed. It was a bright sound in a dark world. She will be interred with those who feel to disease over the dark months, but she is first to die in battle. All honor to her.
Couple of the women got preggers over the winter - not me thank god! But one of them is due to pop any day now. Marlin swears he can come up with some kind of pain relief for her. Tel'Peh keeps talking about how "a true warrior does not think of pain." He's going to get a boulder shoved up his backside if he keeps it up - I might even hold him down for them.
Marlen just cut everyone down to one day a month in the house. Okay, okay, we voted on it, but is anyone really fooled? Sure as hell not me. Upside, we got a nice little town here now, Log cabins with good fireplaces (only 3 burned down before they figured out how to build a chimney right). I'm actually starting to think we are going to be okay. That's almost the scariest thing ever. Is it really safe to hope we're through the worst of it?
It's still hell out there. The world's gone insane and it's never coming back. I don't have any illusions. We're not rebuilding civilization here. What a laugh.
Peter, you have no idea how many times I cursed you for passing out that damned spinach. How many times it seemed like it would have been better to just have died in the Flip. But I didn't, WE didn't. And we are going to survive.
Where ever you are, thank you.