I was in a Minecraft world that I shared with Sara and Fizz. At the moment I was exploring a long tunnel that Fizz had made, partly deep in the overworld, and partly in the nether, though it wasn't clear where it transitioned. The main walkway was on the right, as the left side of the tunnel seemed to be taken up by a canal or something.

Far enough in there where were water and lava falls and maybe some moving platforms and tricky jumps. Trying to navigate past this part was frustrating. When I'd had enough of that I headed back the other direction.

As I was walking back out of the nether section, I noticed a small opening in the wall, and went through. It took me up a stairway and outside, which was strange because I didn't remember going back through a nether portal. The place I was in was a recreation of a section of city. There were office buildings and parking lots and a gravel quarry. The gravel was yellow and sandy, like gravel in real life, not like Minecraft's gray gravel.

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Some country that was maybe in South America had launched a bunch of nuclear missles at Israel. There were videos of big crowds of people all cheering for the launch. The missles all missed and hit some completely different country. I wondered what the fallout would be.

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The rest took place at the South end of Reetz Road.

There was a rectangular manhole cover that people liked to skateboard over.

I had just started dating this girl who was telling me that I should use a certain Linux terminal. It had some name that started with an "L" or "CL" and had a nice blue vector-graphic logo and cost some amount of money, which is why I had never tried it, before. But supposedly it supported all the latest escape codes (including sixels) and new girlfriend was talking me into buying it.

I had a homework assignment for Cub Scouts. I went to turn it in (at church) but was apologizing for not including this one section (that I had actually done, but just forgot to print, or something) when I realized that it was, in fact, stapled to the back of the packet I had made.

This entry was typed while on a car ride to Rice Lake with Sara and Marilla.