Post Apocalypse – Day 1

Armageddon wasn't too bad. I think only about half the laws of physics were erased, maybe even less. A light fire drizzle started around 8am, and we saw our first meteor swarm by 10. Two more swarms before 2, but they had the convenient side effect of scaring off the herd of raptors on the front lawn. The long driveway full of pothole-puddles seems to have stumped the zombies so far, so that's good.

Scout and I went on a dogging mission – no wait. Sorry. I think I've been holding myself together fairly well, but I have noticed the occasional hiccup in my brainwaves. Where was I? Ah yes. Dog and I went on a scouting mission. It seems the neighbors chose to ignore our advice on heat-resistant paneling. Only one other house still stands, and go figure, it's that one. The rest burned in the early morning rain of fire. (Or firain, as we've decided to call it.) Dog and I decided to add a little extra fire to the front gate. No sense encouraging visitors until we're sure we know what to do with them.

No sign of Kitty yet, but I found Boyfriend passed out in one of the smaller bunkers. Clearly we'll need to improve our ventilation system. Oddly enough his coal-powered refrigeration is working just fine. Maybe the steampunks weren't full of shit after all. Once Boyfriend was feeling better, we decided to celebrate our continued existence by having the most kick-ass cookout ever. That's right. Toasting marshmallows by the light of a burning suburb. I guess all that's left for today is...... beginning the repopulation of earth. See? Even the end of the world has its perks.