I am your post-apocalyptic benevolent dictator.

Oh yes, I am. It’s time to be honest with you – I don’t prepare so I can spend the next thrity years of my shortened life span grubbing in the dirt. I prepare so that I can make you do that for me. And you’ll do it, because by then you’ll love me.

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Happy Hemophilia Awareness Month!

Hemophilia Awareness Month is a real thing and it starts today, March 1st.

In general, we should make sure we’re aware of all kinds of diseases and disorders –especially those that are partially responsible for spawning supernatural rumors.

Hemophilia is a disorder of your blood-clotting system. Clotting is the process by which your blood changes from a liquid to a solid state.

There are several types of hemophilia. All types can cause prolonged bleeding.

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Thinking of proposing? There’s an app for that

Okay, so, confession time: I dislike Valentine’s Day. Probably because I spent way too many of them single (well, before I got married). Back then, I used to think of myself as a hopeless romantic. Sometime in the last decade I realized I was just hopeless.

Ironically, when I owned up to that, I met my now-husband. (I guess there’s something to be said for that be-true-to-yourself stuff, hey?) Also, Hubby’s a lot better at this romance stuff than I am.

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Post Apocalypse Christmas.

I’ve been eating and drinking too much to do a post. I don’t even have Chars ‘family’ excuse. I’m just lazy.

I leave you with this. 

Have a very merry Post Apocalypse Christmas, from this utter heathen.

 

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Nelya from Dusk:Origins

As promised yesterday, I am including some original and exclusive fiction to celebrate the launch of my new collaberative blog serial, Dusk: Origins.

Meet Nelya. To follow more of her story, and the story of Jacob, Cassidy and Frida, check out Dusk: Origins every sunday.

It was the fourteenth day she had woken on her own, without the tribe. She knew this, because she had made marks for each day on a piece of leather she carried.

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Good Old Harold Camping.

He’s decided that the world will be ending on the 21st of October, and that unlike his previous prediction that it will be a painless death for all us sinners and heathens.

Aww, how sweet. How nice to know.

This is after the last two or three predictions. Which were wrong. He’s not got the best track record on this.

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Blog awards

I’m going to take a minute out of our heavy schedule of obsessively watching the news for zombie outbreaks to tell you that someone has FINALLY acknowledged how awesome we are by giving the blog an award or two.

They come from over at TheCabinGoddess, who gave us The Versatile Blogger award and the Liebster award.

Neither of them come with any money,

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Routine Will Keep You Alive in the Post-Apocalypse

ann would punch me in the face if I missed another week. We’ve got a schedule and I fail to stick to it.

If I was supposed to patrol every other night to ensure no baddies encroached on my camp, I’d be dead by my third turn. I’d forget what day of the week  it was by day four. But I am trying.

I don’t have anything to write about so I’m going to throw a bunch of links and resources at you.

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Apocalyptic Fiction: Macabry’s Fail-Safe Apocalyptic Preparation Tips

I’d like to introduce to you, readers of In Case of Survival, Macabry T. Cat. What, you ask, does a Feline have anything to do with surviving the apocalypse? Let’s see here:

It has recently occurred to Macabry—what, with mystical Mayan calendars and Evangelical Christians—that the Apocalypse might be imminent.

What’s a cat to do?

Well, that depends on the form Dear Doomsday decides to take.

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Apocalyptic Fiction: The Fold by Irina Goodwin

How curious, persistent and human, this desire to survive.

It started with my little brother collapsing into his cereal one morning. We were terrified because there’d been a serious bug going around school; of course our immediate thought was that he was seriously ill. We fussed and he got up, went to the kitchen sink and threw up violently but the moment my mother laid a hand on his shoulder he grabbed it and twisted,

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