Day 521:
The last thing anyone wants to see when walking under a lake of lava that is conveniently walled in with glass is an exploding giraffe corgi.
I would love to tell you that I was cool under pressure and fully able to handle the situation, but the truth is my hands were shaking like crazy and after I shot it (preventing the explosion) I threw up a couple of times.
In this case, I’m kind of glad I didn’t have my mining suit. They’re difficult to get vomit out of and The Company gets mad when you throw them out because you can’t get chunks of last night’s dinner out of the vents.
But I’m here to tell the tale, so we’re going to count it as a win.