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Jun. 14th, 2007 09:54 amI'm annoyed with myself for getting so tired yesterday... I was going to put up more for BLITEOTW, but ran out of time and energy.
So... story wrapup...
Firfey and I were going to post that we were going to find something to eat, and that would have been "my" last post. It was going to say something about hearing a group of people outside obviously disgruntled about the lack of food, probably from the mob rioting, and so we were going to join them to go get food.
Then, da elf would have "posted" in my journal that nobody should come over with food. That she, the boy, and the munchkin were all in the master bedroom, and that she'd gone down to get the laptops after firfey and I left (and left the door open). She would have said that people shouldn't come over until the morning, and that she'd have the upstairs window open so she could hear people if they tried to break in (apparently zombies can't work ladders).
Last post of the story had elf asking for someone to come get them. Firfey was missing, and I was face down in the yard, and she was sorry and sad about that but she had to do it. It was to be written in that "numb and shocked" tone, as she waited for the sunrise.
Yah, pathos, but what are you going to do? :)
But, I fell asleep! Stupid dwiv. Well, we always have next year.....
ETA:
Why Firfey? I reasoned it this way -- the first zombies would probably try to self-treat, or head for the hospital, to figure out why they were feeling so badly. Probably at an emergency hospital, one would bite another patient. At night those places are crawling with nervous parents and kids... So, a kid gets it, and goes to daycare or plays with their friends the next day, and thus the problem spreads like Chicken Pox, with the more affluent people getting it fastest because of the whole "gotta use daycare" thing. Then, they get it, take it to the downtowns, and spread it where groups gather (like smoking areas and team meetings). Those people give it to THEIR kids, and the cycle continues.
Why not elfgirl? She's had a tummy ick, and so wasn't interested in biting on anything.... thus, she was immune by virtue of being infected in a different way.
So... story wrapup...
Firfey and I were going to post that we were going to find something to eat, and that would have been "my" last post. It was going to say something about hearing a group of people outside obviously disgruntled about the lack of food, probably from the mob rioting, and so we were going to join them to go get food.
Then, da elf would have "posted" in my journal that nobody should come over with food. That she, the boy, and the munchkin were all in the master bedroom, and that she'd gone down to get the laptops after firfey and I left (and left the door open). She would have said that people shouldn't come over until the morning, and that she'd have the upstairs window open so she could hear people if they tried to break in (apparently zombies can't work ladders).
Last post of the story had elf asking for someone to come get them. Firfey was missing, and I was face down in the yard, and she was sorry and sad about that but she had to do it. It was to be written in that "numb and shocked" tone, as she waited for the sunrise.
Yah, pathos, but what are you going to do? :)
But, I fell asleep! Stupid dwiv. Well, we always have next year.....
ETA:
Why Firfey? I reasoned it this way -- the first zombies would probably try to self-treat, or head for the hospital, to figure out why they were feeling so badly. Probably at an emergency hospital, one would bite another patient. At night those places are crawling with nervous parents and kids... So, a kid gets it, and goes to daycare or plays with their friends the next day, and thus the problem spreads like Chicken Pox, with the more affluent people getting it fastest because of the whole "gotta use daycare" thing. Then, they get it, take it to the downtowns, and spread it where groups gather (like smoking areas and team meetings). Those people give it to THEIR kids, and the cycle continues.
Why not elfgirl? She's had a tummy ick, and so wasn't interested in biting on anything.... thus, she was immune by virtue of being infected in a different way.
Had a talk with da firfey. We talked about biting people. She agrees that biting isn't a good thing. When she bit at me before our guests arrived, she realized she was wrong. I'm glad.
We agreed that the torteloni just isn't cutting it. Dunno what to fix, though.
I wish our guests hadn't gone. They might have a good idea of what would taste good.
I might go get da elf.
ETA: She's locked the bedroom door. I think she's not wanting to be bothered, but there is a lot of noise on the other side of the door. I called to her, but she doesn't seem to want to talk. I can't understand what she's saying, at least.
ETA2: Will someone come over and bring food?
We agreed that the torteloni just isn't cutting it. Dunno what to fix, though.
I wish our guests hadn't gone. They might have a good idea of what would taste good.
I might go get da elf.
ETA: She's locked the bedroom door. I think she's not wanting to be bothered, but there is a lot of noise on the other side of the door. I called to her, but she doesn't seem to want to talk. I can't understand what she's saying, at least.
ETA2: Will someone come over and bring food?
JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE DOING?!?!?!?
I turned on the news, and the EBS signals were going, with red lines across the bottom of the screen and live footage covering burning buildings downtown, and mobs!
How'd I get through all that? The interstates are full of traffic, now, jammed up in all directions!
I've called![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thegreyman but his phone isn't answering. I'm hoping everyone turns around and comes back. I have plenty of swords on the walls, and quite a few rounds of ammo if necessary.
Damn.
Now I'm feeling a bit hungry. I should have had more of the torteloni, I think.
I turned on the news, and the EBS signals were going, with red lines across the bottom of the screen and live footage covering burning buildings downtown, and mobs!
How'd I get through all that? The interstates are full of traffic, now, jammed up in all directions!
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I've called
thegreyman but his phone isn't answering. I'm hoping everyone turns around and comes back. I have plenty of swords on the walls, and quite a few rounds of ammo if necessary.Damn.
Now I'm feeling a bit hungry. I should have had more of the torteloni, I think.
Wow.... It's been a day....
The smokers caused some kind of commotion. Enough that security deployed to quell the crowd. Didn't work, and one of the smokers ripped off the arm of one of the guards! Apparently some of our security force are retired or off-duty police, as the hail of gunfire sent all of us on MY floor (well, the seven of us that were still working) to the other side of the building, behind the elevator wells!
I tried 911 again, but I couldn't get through to an ambulance company. I called the health center, but the line was busy, so I'm guessing they got the word from some other employee. By the time I got up the nerve to check the windows, there were bodies strewn all over the helipad level. Nobody was arriving in the chopper, though -- it was here to take away the Directors (judging from all the suits). Company meeting offsite, I thought, but there were four more copters hovering nearby, and it seemed awfully inefficient to leave that way instead of just calling for a limo.
So, we went to the other side of the building, and you could see the pack of engineers and college students milling around the main entrance, which had been closed. I've never seen that gate locked, but after the fight from earlier, I wasn't surprised. Still, there were enough people to jam up the street, so no cars could get through. Fortunately the rear exit was clear, so I decided to knock off work and head home for games night. I wasn't allowed to use the normal exit, but instead went out through an underground ramp used by the warehouse. There was a police escourt, and we were cleared along the main road to the interstate. It was like a disaster drill gone bad.
Strangely, the drive home was quite easy, but there were plenty of cars that had been pulled to the side by tow companies and the HERO trucks. I had to drive on the left side to avoid them, and I would have been more worried about being in the commuter lane had there not been security checkpoints every few miles that directed me to keep on the left. And, boy were they asking odd questions. Ever had a cop stop you and ask if you were feeling hungry? Made me wish I had a few cans of Coke to hand out, ya know?
I'd been trying to callelfgirl, but she either wasn't answering or the cell lines were jammed. She was getting things ready for games night, so I wasn't too worried. We were expecting madmexican, thegreyman, and keiracaitlyn. I made it home without any disruptions, beyond a few more checkpoints. There was some big event going on at the Methodist and Baptist churches, which were packed and had their own police managing traffic and asking those same weird questions. Elf seemed oblivious about the day's issues, since she'd been cleaning up and was dealing with da firfey.....
There had been a few issues, and after da firfey had snuck off for a while, she had been sent to her room for biting the friend she ran off to see. She was sleeping fitfully and making odd noises when I got home, but otherwise kept to herself while we played Apples to Apples and Gloom. MadMex never showed up. I'm kinda worried about him. Maybe he was secretly Buddhist?
Anyway, I'm about to sit down and see what's on the TiVo, or maybe watch the news. I've heard a few sirens in the distance, and some that seemed awfully close. Oh, and the helicopter overflights are terribly late for normal military traffic here.
The smokers caused some kind of commotion. Enough that security deployed to quell the crowd. Didn't work, and one of the smokers ripped off the arm of one of the guards! Apparently some of our security force are retired or off-duty police, as the hail of gunfire sent all of us on MY floor (well, the seven of us that were still working) to the other side of the building, behind the elevator wells!
I tried 911 again, but I couldn't get through to an ambulance company. I called the health center, but the line was busy, so I'm guessing they got the word from some other employee. By the time I got up the nerve to check the windows, there were bodies strewn all over the helipad level. Nobody was arriving in the chopper, though -- it was here to take away the Directors (judging from all the suits). Company meeting offsite, I thought, but there were four more copters hovering nearby, and it seemed awfully inefficient to leave that way instead of just calling for a limo.
So, we went to the other side of the building, and you could see the pack of engineers and college students milling around the main entrance, which had been closed. I've never seen that gate locked, but after the fight from earlier, I wasn't surprised. Still, there were enough people to jam up the street, so no cars could get through. Fortunately the rear exit was clear, so I decided to knock off work and head home for games night. I wasn't allowed to use the normal exit, but instead went out through an underground ramp used by the warehouse. There was a police escourt, and we were cleared along the main road to the interstate. It was like a disaster drill gone bad.
Strangely, the drive home was quite easy, but there were plenty of cars that had been pulled to the side by tow companies and the HERO trucks. I had to drive on the left side to avoid them, and I would have been more worried about being in the commuter lane had there not been security checkpoints every few miles that directed me to keep on the left. And, boy were they asking odd questions. Ever had a cop stop you and ask if you were feeling hungry? Made me wish I had a few cans of Coke to hand out, ya know?
I'd been trying to call
elfgirl, but she either wasn't answering or the cell lines were jammed. She was getting things ready for games night, so I wasn't too worried. We were expecting madmexican, thegreyman, and keiracaitlyn. I made it home without any disruptions, beyond a few more checkpoints. There was some big event going on at the Methodist and Baptist churches, which were packed and had their own police managing traffic and asking those same weird questions. Elf seemed oblivious about the day's issues, since she'd been cleaning up and was dealing with da firfey..... There had been a few issues, and after da firfey had snuck off for a while, she had been sent to her room for biting the friend she ran off to see. She was sleeping fitfully and making odd noises when I got home, but otherwise kept to herself while we played Apples to Apples and Gloom. MadMex never showed up. I'm kinda worried about him. Maybe he was secretly Buddhist?
Anyway, I'm about to sit down and see what's on the TiVo, or maybe watch the news. I've heard a few sirens in the distance, and some that seemed awfully close. Oh, and the helicopter overflights are terribly late for normal military traffic here.
Just.... dayum!
That group of engineers seems to have stopped to mill about in a park across the street. The company owns the park, so it isn't college property, but it seems to fit in with the scheme there. Anyway.... about five homeless guys have taken up a quasi-residence along the back wall, which isn't great (they tend to like the shrubs for their toilet) but they don't bother anyone, so I just keep to my business when I walk across to the bank.
They must have said something to the suits, because they have beaten those homeless guys into the sidewalk! There's blood everywhere, and the suits are just milling about. I tried calling the cops but 911 is clogged (hey, in this county, that means Betty Sue and Billie May have called each other so they could take a smoking break).
Speaking of, just about every smoker in the building seems to be at the shed outside -- just standing around. I can't even see anyone smoking from this window. I guess they're talking about how quiet it is, or about how the boss flew in on a helicopter (over their head on the top floor of our parking garage is one of our three landing pads). There must be about 75 people in an area that comfortably holds about 20. Nervous people travel in packs, I guess.
I see the helicopter coming back! Kicks up a lot of dust, donchaknow.
Apparently so have the smokers. You'd think they'd huddle inside to avoid having their habits put out, but they're headed for the stairs up. That's kinda odd. "Let's all welcome the arrival of the Board by smoking at them!" Yeah, that makes a good impression, guys.
That group of engineers seems to have stopped to mill about in a park across the street. The company owns the park, so it isn't college property, but it seems to fit in with the scheme there. Anyway.... about five homeless guys have taken up a quasi-residence along the back wall, which isn't great (they tend to like the shrubs for their toilet) but they don't bother anyone, so I just keep to my business when I walk across to the bank.
They must have said something to the suits, because they have beaten those homeless guys into the sidewalk! There's blood everywhere, and the suits are just milling about. I tried calling the cops but 911 is clogged (hey, in this county, that means Betty Sue and Billie May have called each other so they could take a smoking break).
Speaking of, just about every smoker in the building seems to be at the shed outside -- just standing around. I can't even see anyone smoking from this window. I guess they're talking about how quiet it is, or about how the boss flew in on a helicopter (over their head on the top floor of our parking garage is one of our three landing pads). There must be about 75 people in an area that comfortably holds about 20. Nervous people travel in packs, I guess.
I see the helicopter coming back! Kicks up a lot of dust, donchaknow.
Apparently so have the smokers. You'd think they'd huddle inside to avoid having their habits put out, but they're headed for the stairs up. That's kinda odd. "Let's all welcome the arrival of the Board by smoking at them!" Yeah, that makes a good impression, guys.
So...
Anyone know where all the Mormons and Buddhists are? It's like they all vanished....
ETA:
Security Drill time! I hate days like this. Even if it is nice out.
A bunch of guys in suits just walked under our bridge (the HR dept is across the street, so we have a connector), in the taxi lane. No taxis, which is quite odd as we almost always have a stack ten deep. Anyway, they were walking towards the college buildings across the street. I have to guess that there is some sort of engineering conference, as there aren't a lot of students on campus in the summer.
I'm glad I'm not with them. I couldn't stand a full day of PowerPoint.
ETA2:
The computer room is oddly comforting, as it is beeping and whirring like normal.
Security drill was boring -- instead of outside, we all went to the auditorium where they told us they'd be keeping extra locks up all day since so few people were here. I never go near the gates (don't smoke), so I am not impacted.
Hee! Looks like our big boss just arrived by helicopter! He usually has a driver bring him. Neat!
Anyone know where all the Mormons and Buddhists are? It's like they all vanished....
ETA:
Security Drill time! I hate days like this. Even if it is nice out.
A bunch of guys in suits just walked under our bridge (the HR dept is across the street, so we have a connector), in the taxi lane. No taxis, which is quite odd as we almost always have a stack ten deep. Anyway, they were walking towards the college buildings across the street. I have to guess that there is some sort of engineering conference, as there aren't a lot of students on campus in the summer.
I'm glad I'm not with them. I couldn't stand a full day of PowerPoint.
ETA2:
The computer room is oddly comforting, as it is beeping and whirring like normal.
Security drill was boring -- instead of outside, we all went to the auditorium where they told us they'd be keeping extra locks up all day since so few people were here. I never go near the gates (don't smoke), so I am not impacted.
Hee! Looks like our big boss just arrived by helicopter! He usually has a driver bring him. Neat!
