December 2011
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sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt.
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An argument. An explanation.
So, my last video was to be undemonstrative, quite disturbing. You’ll have to forgive me, kind-person-who-reads-this-blog-but-doesn’t-contact-me, because I’m becoming much, much worse. What’s even worse though, is what’s going through my mind. Yeah, I talked about suicide. And I’ve thought a lot about just letting everything go. I’m just going to start...
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Alone.
Well, as you’ve noticed by the preceding video blog, I’ve been bitten. This whole circumstance has kind of forced me to reflect on the repercussions of this situation. I’m probably going to talk about that more in the later video, but I figured I might as well discuss some things now that are running through my mind.
1. I’m getting sick, really quickly. I’ve already...
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Au Revoir.
At least for now. I’m heading out later today. I have to find someone in my town. Something to connect with, if that.
If nothing can be salvaged or found, I’ll study the zombies for awhile. One of the main reasons for doing so is to find out dangerous they really are. To be honest, I’ve still had no/minimal contact with these creatures. I hope that I won’t be damning...
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These Days - Nico
A beautiful cover of Jackson...
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Marvin, the Paranoid Android
If the title wasn’t enough of a clue, I’d like to point out that I am terribly bored. It’s almost gripping how terrible it is. I’m akin to Marvin the Paranoid Android from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. Although, I’m not bored because I’m 50,000 times more intelligent than a human, but just because there is no social interaction around. Life is...
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I've been out
I said I’d be back in a day.
It’s been over a week.
Seldom have I been afraid of venturing out of my own house - the only times this has been so have been in my past childhood, during Halloween nights where the dressed-up kids frightened me way too much. Anyone can observe the difference now. My friends, townspeople, everyone have turned into these creatures. And God, I’ve...
November 2011
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A beginning.
Hi.
If you’re reading this, then you might be some service to me today, or someday, hopefully.
My name is Andrew Harry Conaway. My friends call me Andy and I live in the outskirts of Wheeling, West Virginia. This will be my journal, my collections of thoughts, neuroses, and experiences of my story.
So, here’s my story:
I remember waking up to this dull feeling. This odd sensation....