Based on the votes yesterday, we have decided a winner!
The winner is….Jamie!
Jamie, email me at char(@)incaseofsurvival(.)com so we can figure out how to get you your e-book of This is the New Plan.
Thanks, everyone, for entering! I enjoyed all of the stories. (Now that the contest is over, you can all write your non-entry stories with those same ten words. Just post in the comments as per usual.)
Mental health and emotional well being are about more than being depressed or not being depressed, being sick or not being sick.
Sometimes it's just about being in balance and taking care of your self-- more than physically.
Now, this isn’t strictly speaking apocalyptic, but if you like my writing style and you want to read my opinions about games, gaming and the games industry, you could do worse than pop over to PlanetIvy.com now and again, as I now write for them. My first post can be found here, and trust me, there are more where that’s coming from.
Planet Ivy like gonzo-style journalism and opinionated people,
UK market comparison website confused.com have a cute little answer for you on that question. 1
Their Home Sweet Zombie mini-vid takes your address and uses it with images from googlemaps to simulate a zombie assault on your neaighbourhood. It’d be nice if there were a greater variety of zombie attacks to increase replayability, but you can’t have everything in this life, and perhaps expecting a lot of variety from an advert is a bit much.
First of all, sorry for being absent as of late. I just didn’t have anything to say and so I didn’t say anything. But I have been busy. Not buying a house like Char or getting good grades like Ann. Mostly I’ve been playing video games and reading comic books and I got a new phone (almost immediately after, my work phone died).
While its always important to plan for the worst the current situation can’t.
So it’s no secret that I’m in the middle of a move. Still. (Swear to god, this move just will not end.) And since this gongshow just keeps going (and going…and going…), I’m a little discombobulated.
Seriously, my brain will not compute a damn thing.
This is…not necessarily a good thing. I’m disoriented, I don’t know where I am, I don’t know my way around the city, blah blah blah. I’m guessing this is pretty normal for someone who’s just arrived in a new city and is still finding their way around.
This month, ICoS turns a year old. In this year, we’ve been much more successful than we thought we ever would be- we’ve even made some money ($7.16 each) from the ads! From a tiny little nerd spot, we’ve come on in leaps and bounds. GO US.
If you’ve been here from the start, you’ll have noticed the changes we’ve made. Well, more are coming. Don’t worry, we’ll never lose our focus on the trivial aspects of post apocalyptic living,