April 8th 2022

  Morning? The sun’s coming up.

  I’m not sure if I slept or not. I kept waiting and listening too much to even keep my eyes closed.

  All I remember doing is praying for those noisy assholes to fuck off and shut up.

  I guess they heard me, ‘cause the gunshots stopped sometime st night. I didn’t see them leave, but they’re gone. I checked from the front window this morning, just a little peek from behind the curtains.

  It’s just the mumblies out there. Loitering around like they usually do.

  People are exhausting. Always stomping around and shouting, making noise, don’t know what to do. They’re like babies. Insanely annoying babies.

  I’m not going out today. Or tomorrow. Probably not for a while.

  Not really a problem for me anyway since I have enough fresh food and plenty of water.

  It’s not hard to melt snow and boil it over my fire. I already got a small stock pile sitting in the fridge.

  I know there’s no power, but the fridge is still decent storage. Dust and bugs won’t touch it.

  Afternoon, maybe.

  Outside feels a bit overcrowded.

  I have been checking outside periodically, and I keep spotting more and more mumblies each time.

  They haven’t swarmed at all once, it’s like they’re slowly trickling in. Standing around, sitting wherever or leaning against mailboxes and street mps.

  A handful of them end up circling around my house outside. They wander across my wn, around the back yard but never try to come inside.

  Well good, this is my house. Nobody can come in as they please. I don’t care if you’re dead or alive.

  But honestly, it looks less like a horde and more like a weird neighborhood meeting, or some kind of protest from all the humans on zombie violence tely.

  I heard one of them make a sound earlier when they walked across my wn.

  “…up…”

  “…shut…”

  Trying to say shut up? Yeah, I feel that. I wish people would shut up too.

  Guess we’re all thinking the same thing today.

  5:56pm

  Well, that’s the end of that. My phone finally gave up on life.

  The battery is dead and won’t turn on no matter how long I hold the button. My iPod too.

  I kind of figured it was only a matter of time. Everything dies eventually.

  But it’s whatever, I don’t need it. I can tell time retively well enough by wherever the sun decides to be for the day.

  Still a shame, though. I did like occasionally listening to music.

  Whenever I go out again, I’ll try seeing if I can find old battery operated radios or CD-pyers and such. I hate noise, but I also hate total silence. It’s too loud, I almost can’t decide which I hate more.

  Sunset

  My friend sat by the fire all afternoon.

  I sat on the couch and watched the street through the gap in the curtains. There were at least a couple dozen mumblies by then. Maybe more. Were they gonna throw a parade?

  The gunshots started again.

  It was the same guys. I knew it right away and it pissed me off.

  The mumblies were probably pissed off too ‘cause they reacted immediately by moving toward the sounds.

  “F…uck… off”

  Yeah, you tell ‘em, mumbly. Tell them to fuck off!

  At the same time, I don’t really like that the mumblies essentially became willing volunteers for target practice. You’d think they’d learn.

  The shooting went on longer than I liked. I didn’t look this time. I didn’t need to.

  I closed the curtains and moved my chair closer to the fire. My friend stayed where he was, I didn’t bother tucking him away safely in the closet again.

  I felt it wasn’t necessary this time. Those guys can have fun wasting their bullets! Maybe they'll run out finally.

  They better not bring that shit to my doorstep.

  I swear to god.