Day 667:
Raiders came around again and tried to jump me. From downhill. The higher ground definitely gave me an advantage especially where shooting them was concerned.
The weird llamas came around too, I assume with their disappearing traveling salesman, but I don’t have any emeralds to barter so they just blocked my front door.
I was out shearing my sheep when an exploding giraffe-corgi blew a crater in my sheep fence. Nobody got out because I plugged the hole with wool.
Yes, it was that much wool.
It’s quite a lot of wool actually. I could probably build a house out of wool. On the other hand, I’ve read The Three Little Pigs, so the idea doesn’t seem that appealing. Especially since the pigs were dealing with a boring wolf with halitosis, and I’m dealing with exploding xenomorphs.
Anyway, I’m definitely ready for a good night’s sleep. I don’t know if today was Monday but it felt like a Monday and if that’s the case I could sleep until Wednesday.