The Beginning of the End/Apocalypse Now-ish

Welcome to 2012! Congratulations – you are now less than 365 days away from death if you believe the doomsday skeptics.  I'm required to believe them because my mother is their leader. That's a totally different blog/therapy session though.

According to the most vocal of the doomsdayers the world will be ending on December 21, 2012 because that is when the Mayan calendar ends.  If you want to know more about this, please visit Google to find a more credible source. My only interest in the possible apocalypse at the end of this year stems from one belief:  I'm going to die alone.

That may be a tad dramatic. But I only admit to a tad. I am 26 after all. Fine, 27. God, you're such a stickler.  But if the world is ending in December of this year two things are true:

I'm definitely not going to start my Christmas shopping until December 22. I mean, generic bath salt gifts have no purpose in the post-apocalyptic world.
I've got 12 months to find a man to be my human shield when the zombies come for me.

Oh, did I not mention that it's going to be a zombie apocalypse? Well it is.

As an addendum to #2, I may also need some bottles opened in 2012 which would help the man feel useful if the zombies don't come. I'm trying to be prepared for every eventuality.

So, to this end, I am launching a full scale investigation into relationships. You see, I have a two-fold interest. The first being protection in the coming zombie apocalypse. The second interest being research for my favorite pastime: writing great, steamy, and sometimes (hopefully) funny romance novels and novellas. Dating is a tricky thing these days and people don't meet at USO dances like they used to. It's a complicated, messy business to meet your soul mate. And I want to find out how folks are going about it these days so I can tell those stories. (Because I'm clearly no expert.)

And hey, if I meet someone to be my human shield then we can all live happily ever after. Until the zombies come.