Good day, gentle readers. Happy Wednesday. The skies are clear and the forecast calls for heat and humidity. Unfortunately, the day started off on the wrong foot, because I was up early once again. I was fully awake at 5:01am, so I turned off my music and tried to go back to sleep. Shortly thereafter, I woke up again because Chaucer was getting sick. I ignored him, because cleaning it meant getting up and I had no pants on. He returned to bed after a couple of minutes, and I tried to find sleep again.
Yesterday, I managed to do the shit I planned to do. My clothes are clean, and I measured things in the truck. Even better, I was able to actually throw out a box. However, I haven’t actually put the clothes away. That would be too adult of me. In between stuff, Mom and I watched some Netflix.
Eventually, I grabbed the Switch and Subnautica and swam around for a while. Honestly, I’m terrible at that game. I know the whole point is surviving, and avoiding the things that hurt me. But, deep in the cockles of my heart – maybe in the sub-cockles – I am an absolute chickenshit. I don’t want to swim around when I can tool around in my sea-moth mini-sub and hit fish.
Additionally, I wanted a weapon, which needs two pieces of rock that are only found below 200m. MOTHRA I can’t reach the rocks without upgrades and I didn’t want to swim around unprotected. Upgrading the sea-moth required a shitload of swimming around to find all the upgrade blueprints.
It was a whole thing. Eventually, I found all the parts needed to upgrade MOTHRA 1. I can go to 300m now, and the first thing I did was collect the rocks for the rifle. Then, because I got cocky and didn’t really know what I was doing, I was killed by a jellyfish.
And now I have to swim back to MOTHRA I, 250m down and frozen in space, in a fucking cave.
Oh so very awesome!!!