Author: kirabug

Day 542:

At some point this effort to make this hill more easy to navigate around became a mining expedition and I blame granite for being so close to the surface.

I’m still taking it easy because my body is piiiiiiiissssed about yesterday’s ceiling diving, so it’s probably a good thing.

But still, I need to run some rail to this hill if it’s going to be loaded with ore. Especially if I’m going ceiling diving on a regular basis because I hurt. And ore is heavy.

Day 541:

It’s unusual for me to be topside long enough to not only get sunburned, but to peel, have all the skin rub off, and get slightly sunburnt again.

On the other hand, my glass supplies were getting low, my fish supplies were nonexistent, and I really needed some coal. For some reason coal seams appear to be mostly near the surface. (I guess it makes sense if this little rock actually did grow its own life but it seems a bit more doubtful if it was terraformed.)

So I’m up here and a bit pink and spending a lot of time trying different salves and oils and stuff to help with the sunburn… so far with no good results.

Day 540:

Chased a seam of oar near the lake so far into the ground that I found that sea cave I mentioned a few days ago…. by digging into its ceiling. Had it still be filled with the sea the fall would’ve been cushioned a lot more.

Plus the skeletons would have had more difficulty firing their arrows.

Limped my way back to bed after re-sealing the cave. Wishing for tea.

Day 539:

Made good progress on my entry into the Better Planetesimals and Gardens Lakeside Property contest today. Stopped a little early because I didn’t want to get caught out in the dark. Did some fishing.

At one point I reeled in a fish that was fighting me so hard my final yank out of the water pulled it straight up and into my face, where it promptly slapped me with its tail.

I’m hoping that’s not the judge of the Better Planetesimals and Gardens contest. Although if it is I want to know how the fark to get off this rock!

Day 538:

So this morning I came out the door to discover three zombies and a skeleton were waiting for me under the cover of the nearby trees.

I’m not saying that a closed circuit camera system would have saved me, but it would’ve been nice.

Anyway, they jumped me, but I escaped into the sunlight, where they caught fire and jumped me again, so I jumped in the river, and they jumped in, and I climbed out and chopped them to pieces from the shore.

It was messy.

And we don’t have a whole lot of scavenger fish in this river, or they haven’t developed a taste for zombie flesh or skeleton bones. I mean, not that I can blame them for avoiding eating the undead for lunch, but on the other hand, free meat.

It wouldn’t have stopped the carp where I grew up.

Anyway, when I was done battling the undead hordes I spent the day landscaping around that lake to make it more obvious so I don’t dig into its side again.

Gardening: the perfect companion to zombie fighting.