I began to regret using furniture to block my way out the minute I began to move it. Damn, I even regretted using it before I'd settled down for the night. It was the stupidest idea I'd come up with in a long time and I can't believe I thought it would be okay. I'll just blame it on hunger and desperation. If I don't find civilisation today, I'm gonna secure a house for the night. I know it's dangerous but if biters got into my cave, there was no chance of me getting out alive - at least in a house there's more than one exit. Hopefully it'll be a house with food, because I'm getting hungry, but the more I think about it the hungrier I'll be. I have more important matters at hand.

Pulling away my barricade of tables and chairs was awful as you can imagine. It made so much noise it was a wonder that biters didn't swarm me. There were two or three wandering in the distance but they were walking in a direction away from me so I decided to just slide away quietly and make my way forward. I was carrying a bag full of everything I'd previously collected, including the candles I'd used to light the cave, but I wasn't very smart about it and ended up with hot candlewax drying and sticking to my clothes. I had to pull them apart from each other and the fabric ripped, so they ended up ruined. Marvellous. Yet another necessity to add to the list.

My list, which I may or may not have mentioned before, began the minute I left home for the first time. Fuel, food, water, batteries, all the necessities. Sure, it hadn't occured to me that clothes would be a problem, but with mine a long distance away I needed to make do with 'new' ones. Anyway, the list is evergrowing and some things need to be crossed off. First things first, I need the bathroom. And by the bathroom, I don't mean on the side of a road - I want a bathroom. I decided that the minute I come across a house I'll empty it of the dead, use the toilet, ransack it of all food, clothes, bags etc and then go on my way. That's another thing actually - finding a map would be a good idea. I did originally bring one with me but that got left in my car. The more I think about all the things I brought with me and left behind with the guys the stupider and angrier I feel. Sure, it was a dumbass move on my part to give the keys of my car and all my supplies to some strangers not a day after meeting them, but they didn't come back to save me when they saw me meaning they've practically robbed me of all my stuff. When (or if) I make it back to those guys, I'm really gonna give them a piece of my mind. Ooh, that's good, I'm angry now - clearing this house might be a lot easier than expected.