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[chicafrom3]

we've boarded up all the windows and doors we could get at and there's pretty much nowhere to sit because all the furniture is in use as barricades. no guns, so we're armed with kitchen knives. and the animals, of course. caleb's barking ought to be enough to irritate them into staying away for a while, at least. the freakishly tall boy went off with his girlfriend and some friends to the beach before any of this started and none of us have heard from him since they showed up and given how unreliable the news is being we can't exactly be sure they haven't attacked the beaches too.

if i live through the night and my net connection survives intact i promise i'll check in first thing tomorrow.

i'm sorry if this post seems a little frivolous, but this is all so surreal and i think i've snapped a little bit.

i fear nothing anymore
see you all in hell
chica