Day 202:<\/p>\n
Hit a rock with a sledgehammer and a bunch of silvery grey things the size of rats poured out and started biting my ankles.<\/p>\n
I would tell you more about how they look — spiky? angry — but I was so busy killing them I didn’t get a good look, and like most of the hostile critters on this planet as soon as they were dead they turned into dust.<\/p>\n
That gets kind of old when trying to write up descriptions of things.<\/p>\n
Anyway, I did learn that they squeak and squeal much like rats because there was another rock making similar noises that I chose *not* to crack open.<\/p>\n
So that was today’s adventure. Let’s hope tomorrow is rat-free.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Day 202: Hit a rock with a sledgehammer and a bunch of silvery grey things the size of rats poured out and started biting my ankles. I would tell you more about how they look — spiky? angry — but I was so busy killing them I didn’t get a good look, and like most … <\/p>\n