Not surviving. Living. Survival is staying alive, yeah. So we all know what your plans are for that. Gather guns and ammunition, sharpen blades, work on your cardiovascular strength, deck your Jeep out to the point it could probably run over a line of school buses without you even feeling a thing (and knowing us survival freaks, gutting the A/C), convert the boreal expanses of Canada (or Siberia, or Antarctica) into a militarized police-state of survival nuts. We all know what you're going to do to survive. I don't personally feel that this topic is worth discussing anymore.
What I'm asking you about is how you're going to live. Whether the Army swoops in and (against all expectations fostered by nearly every frigging zombie/alien movie to ever be released in the history of ever) wipe the zeds out, whether da bombz end up fallin', whether everyone just ends up zombified save a select few, how are you going to go about your day-to-day life? How are you going to relax after a harrowing (or simply boring) day of scavenging or retreating from the hordes you're no-doubt stalking? If you're living in an isolated fortress off the coast of Insertlandmasshereistan, what are you going to do when you're not patrolling the wall, cleaning your guns, sharpening your blades, cataloging your foodstuffs for the thousandth time, or generally staring out at the horizon with a fatalistic expression? This isn't a movie, after all. There won't be cameras around to watch you attempt to survive for your 30-40+ years of life with a sour face, and unless you're particularly unlucky (see: totally fucked) there's always going to be something that isn't trying to make you miserable or eat you.
Personally, once I've settled down, I'm going to spend the majority of my days playing mind games with myself and drawing, reading, and writing (with 95% of the world dead, I don't think that finding pencils and paper will really be that much of a problem). I tend to sing a lot to myself and I doubt that would change if there were dead people walking around ('specially since I'm not exactly into singing some happy Disney Channel music-video-freak-ugly-aggghhgghhfuckgetitawayfrommejesuschristaggh-thing song that suggests that everything is perfectly fine the way it is), and if I can find a way of getting a small amount of electricity (solar power, wind power, or maybe the fifteen trillion unused batteries laying around) then I'm inevitably going to use it all up playing music really loudly. I'm gonna decorate my place with all sorts of random junk like lead pipes and voodoo dolls (I'm big on voodoo dolls) and home-made furniture accented by the occasional metal work desk. Hell, maybe I'll turn my Jeep into a sort of tent like they did in the Great Depression (or like they do now in literally every part of the frigging world aside from maybe Washington D.C.--or, you know, pretty much any middle-class or upper-class neighborhood) and use it to store soda cans and beer bottles I find so'z I can draw little faces on them and then fill them with red-colored water and then shoot them. I'll even go so far as to piss in the face of every so-called hardcore survivalist and put up a huge spray-painted smiley face on a piece of wood with the words I AM ALIVE YOU ZOMBIE BASTARDS and then sit above said sign in a folding metal chair wearing a Stetson hat and listening to White Stripes (particularly their first album). Maybe I'll grow my hair out and braid it into dreadfalls and wear a gasmask while I run around in the morning arguing to myself.
Also, I'd find a printer and then print out a bunch of art that I wouldn't be able to look at otherwise, like Squeedgemonster's artwork. Then I'd hide it all away somewhere and constantly look at it and sit and remember.
So...how 'bout all of you?
(Edit: fixed some typos I'd noticed.)
(Edit: Changed name so it might actually get noticed.)
How do you know a Zpoc will end?
I played the guitar when I was a child. I guess I gave that up when I became more interested in girls, guns and sports. I've been perfecting my shooting abilities ever since, among other abilities. Some shots are a work of art. I've had long hair and short hair. I currently shave my head and sport a goatee. Vodka isn't my drink but occasionally I'll crack the cap on a bottle of Jack Daniels or Yuengling Lager.
Everyone at different stages of their life see "Living" a bit differently. I've been in the rat race. I've done a lot of shit that many folks wouldn't have the ability or nerve to do. I like what I currently do for a living but I want something different in retirement or in "The Zpoc". If a Zpoc comes first I'll be chilling out at my home. I am in a rural area and can make my own electricity. I currently save instructions on different things to memory sticks and I print some things out so that I can use what is at hand to make what I believe will make me happy. This isn't much different if I make it to retirement in 6 years. My wife and I already own our retirement land and we'll build a home there and do what makes us happy.
Whether you like how I plan to Live my life after a Zpoc or not is irrelevant. Whether you think it is living or not doesn't matter. Its what I want. Its how I plan to live, Zpoc or not. My plans extend beyond growing my hair and drinking crappy russian booze. I may take up playing the guitar again though. I figure I can fit that in between reloading ammo, shooting and training my horses.
okay, now i'm happy with your answer. before you only seemed to be talking about survival/plans, but this actually shows you can enjoy what you're good at. that's really all i wanted to know; how are you going to enjoy life in an situation like that?
although, just to be clear about when i know the zpoc would end--i never said i did know that, and i never will if it does happen. doesn't mean i can't still live with zombies wandering around the face of the planet. it helps that my version of living really doesn't need any other people around to work fine for me. *shrugs*
Try to find my own place out of the city where I can build a strong hold, and carry on with life as best we can. Its all going to devolve into something similar to the early pioneers. Growing, and hunting your own food. Crafts work and things of that nature. I would expect that all the things we do are more complex and better made than back in those days though. We will still have a lot of the modern marterials in which to make better structures, and better tools. Exsistance, and daily life may not have movies, stars, music, and things of that nature as we know it. Just a simpler life.
I'll be spending my free time doing:
A) that's illegal right now
B) its taboo to do/socially unacceptable
C) i can't afford, don't have time, or some other problem.
i will spend a considerable amount of time farming & high on pot all the time.since i'll be farming & selling pot, it makes sense tht i'd smoke some and really enjoy life.
i will spend a considerable amount of time building things. often while high. my house, my other house, my studio, gun customization, repairing/building cars, building roads, etc. always making something.
and i will spend a sizable chunk of my life watching my enormous larger-than-internet media collection of TV shows, movies, tv series, anime, cartoons. other times I've be listening to music I have in my terabyte-sized collection. some of it while high, even though that ruins the movie/TV show/anime/cartoon. I will have a secure vault room with a computer that has dozens of hard drives filled with easily a hundred thousand hours of video. it would be easily, the largest private media collection in the world, with 99.9947% pirated content. (i only own about 6 hours' worth. everything else is pirated)
and i will spend a considerable amount of time traveling the remains of the world. i love to travel, and now with no legal blah blah blah crap to deal with, i'd probably take a trip every year.
i will eventually get my college degree, even if it doesn't matter anymore and i'd be like 50 years old by the time i get it and no one wants to hire someoen who took 32 years to get a basic college education (that's 2 years success, 30 years failures).
i will eventually become fluent in some 19 languages, starting with French, Italian, German, Russian, Japanese, Swedish, Icelandic, Polish. with the help of 100s of thousands of dollars of pirated software.
i will spend much time designed & building my inventions, ideas.after i finish building my design studio.
i will spend much time of my weapons collection. i will have barns filled with guns, grain silos filled with ammo. i will most likely become the designer/inventor/owner of the most powerful california legal rifle ever made, even though that's no such thing as 'california legal' anymore. i may become the first person to have their own private nuclear arsenal (so don't raid my place, you're gonna get nuked). i may become the designer/inventor/owner of the world's most powerful, longest ranged, destructive projectile weapon ever made in human history. if i'm given enough free time, i will undoubtedly have many WMDs. and other crazy weapons lying around.
WTF is the deal with smoking pot? I smoked pot in high school, then I out grew it. Its not something thats is needed. I know its got medical purposed for narrow angle glaucoma and shit like that, but seriously? Spend all your time smoking pot and getting high. I think Id rather take bullet to the brain than set around smoking pot all day.
Prime, promise me that if we run into each other you'll shoot me if I for some reason decide to start smoking pot. PLEASE Prime thats all that I ask. lol