That was a mistake. After that episode, I was hungover all of day two. That was also the day the United States government attempted to kill those....things. I should probably elaborate a bit about what I mean. The events. In case some day in the future this ends and no one has any idea. Or perhaps just to help my own sanity. One more than the other. On August 11th 2015, at 11:21 Eastern Standard Time, a phenomenon occurred. Correction, multiple occurred. Worldwide. I was at my dorm, roommate was somewhere else. Some sort of rift opened up in Brooklyn. They began pouring out. Huge, monstrous creatures. Started killing and devouring. Then the storms came. Destroyed whole neighborhoods. Claimed many. My college was far enough away from any place one of those huge rips formed. Getting blasted drunk probably wasn't the best idea in terms of trying to survive though. As such, I can't validly say what happened when the military tried to stop them. Just what I've heard. I mean, if I could I'd check the web. Trying to save phone battery though. Power went out yesterday. Phone battery already at like, fifty percent. I'm lucky that wasn't stolen. Roomie came back when I was blacked out, took as much food as he could. Left me here, so fuck him. Anyway, here's what I got. Military bombed the areas of the rifts for about three straight hours. Then they sent in everything they got. Right into the storm. I don't know what the hell the storm is. All I know is they are around the openings and are powerful enough to destroy houses. Well, when the military went in, we lost contact. Then the remnant of them came back out, and they weren't the same. The survivors were feral, killing everyone around. Then we lost contact again. You can imagine everything shortly went to shit. That's probably when roomie came in, took food, and ran. I assume he had someone with him, as my backpack was also taken. Not before all my stuff was dumped out. Seriously, fuck them. Well, they were idiots. They didn't grab the pistol. I still have my gym bag. Maybe not as comfortable but it can carry more and I can tighten it to be around one shoulder. I also am a college student, so I'm more than able to come up with interesting meals. Hmmm. No toaster messes up plans though. I'll think of something. If the situation updates before tomorrow, you'll be the first to know Mr. Inanimate Object.