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Day 739:

While we’re talking about numbers, the duckens in the map room keep changing numbers.

Sometimes I go through there and there’s, like, five.

Other times I go through and there’s at least fifty, sometimes more.

Where do they go? What do they do when they’re not in the map room?

For that matter, why the heck are they hanging out in the map room, other than the obvious “because I have all the other door locked”?

I’m not sure, and in part that’s because my being around seems to change their behavior… when I’m around there seem to be more of them. Probably looking for a handout of grain. But that means I can’t exactly stalk my poultry to find out what they’re doing.

Anyway, it’s a thing I’m keeping my eye on. Always good to know where the food is wandering to, and why it’s not where you left it.

Day 738.

0 diamonds today.

15 zombies.

3 exploding giraffe-corgis, one of which exploded before I got too shooting it.

1 really big bruise in my hip where the explosion knocked me on my butt.

4 skeletons shooting at me, 1 recovered bow from the mean skeletons.

1 song from long ago stuck in my head all day. Instrumental, both fortunately and unfortunately, because I can type la da da la da da la de de de de in here and studies show you won’t know the tune… so it won’t get stuck in your head (unless perhaps you are future me reading this in which case it might) but also I can’t ask anyone what it’s called because there are no words for you to hear to identify it.

Maybe the explosion rattled something loose in my brain.

Or maybe this is still all a fever dream and the music is being played next to my bed in whatever coma ward I’m in.

May never be able to tell.

Day 737:

My digging has brought me back to the ravine, and for some reason the skeletons zombies are still congregating there. I even saw a “kid” zombie with a shovel! If he had been on my side of the ravine, I’d have an extra shovel.

I’m not likely to find diamonds sticking straight out of the ground, here, so I’ve given myself permission to get past it as fast as I can. Unfortunately that still means clearing a lot of stone and rubble going down.

It’s tempting to use that rubble to fill up the ravine, but then when I get down there I’ll have to dig through my own rubble to check for diamonds, and that’s annoying.

Day 736:

I exhausted the vein of granite and discovered I was between floors I’d already built…. so I cleared out a whole lot of rubble.

It turns out rubble clearing is enough to finally make me sleepy. So then I slept a really long time, and the world looks a little sunnier now.

Sometimes sleep is the best cure.

Well, for mind troubles, anyway. I’ve never seen it cure a splinter. And I have a doozy of a splinter in that tiny bit of webbing between two of my fingers right now…

Anyway, I’m moving back down to the level where I started tomorrow to get back to looking for diamonds, and hoping that maybe we’ll have less drama from here on out. Splinters are enough for me right now.

Day 735:

I’m still digging up.

I’m also still awake after I don’t know how many hours straight.

Sleep isn’t working right now, which I guess isn’t a surprise. Traumatic event, weird biorhythms, stress, etc.

But I was kind of hoping I was doing enough digging to convince my body it needed a repair cycle.

Either I’m in such good shape that I don’t need the sleep yet, or I’m in such bad shape that my body can no longer tell when I need sleep.

I’m hoping it’s the first one, and I’m chasing this vein of granite toward the sky.

Obviously if I hit the outside world I’ll have to go take a nap — or at least leave the mine until I can block it off — because the monsters run thick on the grass layer at night.

But for now, I dig and worry, worry and dig.