Wednesday, January 23

Wootpocalypse: December

by Randall Cleveland

July
August
September
October
November

December 11
4:45p

Finally found this at the bottom of my bag. Lot to go over since we met up with James and the rest of the group. Val and I have been living with a group of about 12 people making our way East. James says the Air Force base is a good idea, and better than any plan they had before. They had a couple of pick-up trucks, but we had to ditch them because every time they fired up more of those things would come running.

James seems to be the de facto leader of the group; he's kind of an alpha type but everyone's so shell-shocked it's good to have someone who can come up with a plan and stick to it. He seems to think this whole thing is some kind of sign from above or something. I try not to talk about it because it's hard to keep from rolling my eyes when he gets on a roll.

Had my first shower in a long time. It was cold, but just running water was a plus. The group has a pretty good system: Donovan and Matt scout ahead and find a house or building for the group that looks secure, the rest of us haul what little food and gear we have. We make slow time, but the two of them are good at avoiding those things. Rebekah handles most of the cooking, which mainly consists of opening cans, but it makes up for her not carrying stuff on account of her back hurting.

Speaking of, my back is still painful and swollen, but it's getting better. Val is still having a hard time accepting what's going on, though. She's always had trouble with depression, and she's out of meds.

December 13
6:30a

Moving out for the day. We've been discussing moving at night to give us some cover, but we'd be just as blind and honestly we don't know if they see any better than us at night or not. It's getting really cold. Had a few days' break from the rain, but it's back today in full force. I knew we should've stopped at that REI, but Matt said it was too crowded in the city to go back.

December 13
9:45p

My turn for night watch, along with Peter. He doesn't talk much. Lindsey, one of the girls, told me he lost his family. I mean, we've all lost people, but I guess he watched his brother turn and get his parents. I can't decide if that's better or worse than just knowing my family is probably dead out there without being able to contact them.

Tonight we're in an old 7-Eleven. Everyone got excited about the food, but it's mostly junk. Still, even four month old Doritos taste good when you're living off canned beans and ramen. We did score a lot of bottled water and some Clif bars; some people had obviously torn through here in a hurry but they left a ton of stuff.

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Wednesday, November 28

Wootpocalypse: October

by Randall Cleveland
July
August
September

October 1
7:30a
Leaving this here in case…I don't know. In case something happens, I guess. I'm taking Val to the Community Center near the library. Hopefully we can get evacuated to a FEMA camp or something; worst case scenario at least there'll be a doctor to look at Val. Wish me luck.

October 3
11:30p
Hurt bad.
Never made it out.
Bill attacked me
Gail- still moving? Thought dead??
Feel sick. Write more later.

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Wednesday, October 17

Wootpocalypse: September

by Randall Cleveland
July
August

September 1
2:40a
Bill is still outside. I've yelled at him to leave but he won't answer. He just keeps hitting my door. I've called 911 twice. All they said was "do not engage him." They didn't even say they'd send a cop. I knew I should've bought a gun.

September 1
6:30a
Might as well write since I'm definitely not sleeping. Bill has lost his f---ing mind. He's just staring at my door. At least he stopped banging on it, finally. Valerie's crashed in the bed room. Had to give her two of those sleeping pills to calm her down, but once she stopped crying Bill seemed to chill out.

September 1
12:45p
They are evacuating Chicago. That's like 3 million people.

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Wednesday, September 05

Wootpocalypse: August

by Randall Cleveland

July's Entries

August 1
7:30a
I don't think I slept at all last night. The body is gone, but I never saw police or an ambulance. No one even bothered to ask me for a report or anything. Valerie can't stop watching the news but it's all basically on repeat at this point: Stay at home unless absolutely necessary, National Guard will be evacuating people in affected areas, etc.

August 1
11:00a
Okay, so a coroner's truck just showed up and some guy knocked on my door asking about the body I'd reported. I told him it was gone and he asked if we had moved it. WTF? Why would I move a dead body? Who the hell DID move it?

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Wednesday, July 18

Wootpocalypse: July

by Randall Cleveland
Apocalypse?
Flickr photo Apocalypse? by Michael Lehenbauer used under a Creative Commons License

 

What would you do if the world seemed to fall apart before your eyes? Follow one man's diary of his descent in Wootpocalypse, Woot's new horror series.

 

 

July 1
7:30a
Happy Birthday to me! And hello to you, journal. No more "brilliant" ideas lost forever because I didn't have a notebook on me to write them down!

July 1
9:45a
Don't ever come to one of Hank's meetings unprepared again. What a friggin' jerk. Comedy idea: guy who has to be contrarian to everyone about everything. Even to the point where he defends Hitler!

July 1
3:10p
Oh goody, another random "terrorist warning" from the NSA. Idiots. Comedy idea: NSA tries to reintroduce the color code as something hip and new. Rainbow?

July 1
10:45p
Okay, getting better about writing ideas down. Now I actually have to start turning them into something!
 

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