Recently, I’ve been playing a lot of Minecraft, specifically the modded kind. I created a new world in which I’m mostly building (What did you expect? Actual gameplay?). The two mods I installed (by myself because I’m a very smart person), are the Ice and Fire mod and Upgrade Aquatic. The two are absolutely amazing together! Ice and Fire has dragons and a bunch of mythological creatures, while Upgrade Aquatic has a ton of fish. I love both, so I’m really glad I could figure out how to install mods. Also, I installed a mod called Origins, but it’s not compatible so I’ll try it after I finish with the others.
I only just started two days ago, but I have a mine down to diamond level (y-coordinate of 11) and a little pumpkin farm. I have to say, the water plants and fishes added by the aquatic mod are so pleasing to look at. I set up base near a lake, so I can place a bunch of plants that are annoying to go through, but look pretty. Unlike with people, looks do matter and if it’s sub par, I will destroy it. F*ck you ecosystem, I need my color palette!
In my little area where I have set up base, I have a mine that goes down into not one but two ravines, a pumpkin farm which is rather pathetic, a beautiful pond full of pike, and lots of trees. I must say, I went a bit crazy with the mulberries, but what can I say? I simply love them.
I am greatly surprised by how much I accomplished within two days. I already got diamonds, a farm, and something to later worship. That last one was when I was killing some fish for food, and found this beautiful black pike swimming around. I named him Abyss and he is living happily in a small pond by my pumpkin farm.
As for the worshipping part, I have a feeling that Abyss here is going to get involved in some shady activities requiring me to think outside the box for explanations. Just a hunch, or is it?
Hello! This is my explanation for not doing squat on this website for the past 6 months, and it’s rather simple.
I tried something new, figured my family would get mad at me for swearing and writing about, well, anything that’s on my mind. It’s annoying knowing that my family can easily view my writing, and also that they could share it. Say what you will, but I prefer my privacy and anonymity.
I’ve decided that instead of writing about the devil that is my cat, I could center the blog around games and other sh*t (I know that’s technically a swear, but in my defense, it’s only 3/4s of one with the asterisk).
I’ve checked the blog approximately 10 times since my last post, and I thought about writing more, then I decided against it. The whole “accountability” thing where you say you’ll do this or that and have someone else practically guilt you into upholding it never really helped me. It’s unnecessary stress and I figure anything you don’t do for fun is going to be miserable and quite frankly useless.
So, I’m not going to constrict myself to a schedule, but rather just “go with the flow” as all the stuck-up teachers say after they cancel an assignment on its due date.
I usually wake up a bit late, around 8:00, so I wanted to get up a bit earlier. I decided to sleep on the couch, assuming Poet would wake me up at 7 or 8. Getting my stuff (I already arranged the couch), I went to the living room to find Poet laying down on my blanket. I laid down, and Poet proceeded to curl up at my side. She woke me up at 2:00 in the morning, a bit earlier for my liking. Poet had gotten up to stretch, but before I could get up, she laid next to me again. I woke up a second time when my dad began working with his colleagues on a call. Being bored, I gave Poet some food, got her harness, and went outside with her. It was 5:45-ish in the morning, so no one was out yet. Poet and I explored a bit, finding a rabbit that didn’t seem to care that it was in the middle of a sidewalk. Poet tried to get closer to it, but I picked her up and brought her back to our side of the street. When I put her down, she began to walk towards a short trail near our apartment. Together, we went down the trail, where there was a pond at the end. We eventually walked back home, getting back at around 7:00. I spent the rest of the day mainly playing with Poet, nothing really interesting.
A while ago, my family got a rather large cat enclosure. It slightly resembles a bird cage, with its long bars and lockable doors. We keep it mainly on our balcony, a place Poet loves to nap. Due to certain rules within our neighborhood, she isn’t permitted to walk alone outside. With our three story cat enclosure, however, she can take naps outside and watch the birds fly to and fro. The balcony wall makes it so she can only look outside from the top floor, making it her favorite napping place. Poet also has this tendency to climb the metal bars of the enclosure, both from the inside and outside. The enclosure is a bit taller than I am, which means when Poet climbs to the top, it’s difficult to reach her. It’s easier to get to her when she’s inside. She has her top platform on one side, and she’s climbing the other side. Usually, Poet does this to get our attention or to swat small insects, such as the occasional fly or moth. She realizes that the enclosure is a confined space, but she treats it like a privilege, unlike when we first introduced her to it. Upon setting her eyes on it, Poet immediately came up to it, sniffed it, and proceeded to lick herself. We tried to place her instead, and she walked straight out. Eventually, she became used to it, or perhaps she merely tolerates it so she can watch the local wildlife.
This is my website where I’ll be putting whatever the fuck I want. Here, all comments are welcome, that is unless the almighty Poet has something against them. Feel free to explore, I don’t have an uploading schedule so you may want to check from time to time. Anyways, that’s all I have to say, so see you later!