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I return from my road trip, safely and in good condition. Smells like old cake around here.

In about an hour or so, I'm going to be heading up north to NY to attend a relative's wedding (tagging along with the rest of the family). And while we're there, we're going to check out our childhood home(town), and such. Also, ROAD TRIP! Got everything set to go, besides ideas for an artist's block I've been having; bringing my sketchpads just in case. Other than that, it's gonna be a fun dozen+ hours driving up there.

So basically, I'm not going to be around here for a good chunk of time (until Monday/Tuesday, I'll be back). So here's a goodbye for now.

Still genning fat-cycles. Data is still consistent, and after 80  generations, no significant progress.

 Top Scores: (Gen 80. I am disappointed.)
#1: 155.46 d:149.8 h:0/8.23m (gen 66)
#2: 155.26 d:150.11 h:0/8.41m (gen 64)
#3: 154.51 d:150.48 h:0/10.12m (gen 73)
#4: 153.84 d:150.17 h:0/9.77m (gen 57)
#5: 153.81 d:149.71 h:0/9.26m (gen 49)
#6: 151.54 d:145.76 h:0/7.35m (gen 43)
#7: 151.31 d:145.75 h:0/7.63m (gen 39)
#8: 151.23 d:145.56 h:0/7.32m (gen 35)
#9: 150.9 d:145.7 h:0/7.5m (gen 47)
#10: 150.75 d:145.72 h:0/7.91m (gen 38)

EDIT:
Beach Buggy designs lead the pack now.

Top Scores: (top 100)
#1: 155.46 d:149.8 h:0/8.23m (gen 66)
#2: 155.26 d:150.11 h:0/8.41m (gen 64)
#3: 154.6 d:151.08 h:0/8.06m (gen 96)
#4: 154.51 d:150.48 h:0/10.12m (gen 73)
#5: 153.84 d:150.17 h:0/9.77m (gen 57)
#6: 153.81 d:149.71 h:0/9.26m (gen 49)
#7: 153.26 d:148.13 h:0/9.24m (gen 80)
#8: 151.54 d:145.76 h:0/7.35m (gen 43)
#9: 151.31 d:145.75 h:0/7.63m (gen 39)
#10: 151.23 d:145.56 h:0/7.32m (gen 35)

Probably also a waking nightmare if the treehouse was literally metal.   Because, you know...heavy.  Try standing around all day every day, and then imagine having to do it with a big block of metal as a hat.

If I see a tree wearing a metal hat, I would be worried about how deep a conspiracy goes that even trees are wearing such hats too.

Had a nightmare a day or two ago that I was being pursued by a terminator, and... well, post-mortem, I apparently didn't last long (had a scorecard and everything; like DoomRL style). Damn thing got me by cornering me into a dock, forcing me to make a dive for it into the water to escape, only for them to have the weight advantage, and jump on me (with their feet on my neck and lungs, while at it), drowing me in record time. Didn't help that I could feel the whole experience of drowning. I was more pissed off than scared by the time the inevitable death rolled along because it was such BS I was taken out like that. Fear was in the chase, anger was in the death. I swear, the computer cheats sometimes (then again, thinking it through a bit more, self-preservation wasn't in their programming, and self-termination is allowed if it involves completing the mission with 100% success. Like I said, BS. Jackass killed me on a technicality.).

Another recent dream, I had an everyday happen, except I was hit with tons of inconvenience, especially after doing enough household work, and after getting annoyed enough, and my peace rattled enough, I took a moment to chill out. As I was doing so, I noticed a dark entity notice me noticing it, and it started running away, until my lucid awareness kicked in, and I pulled a Scorpion on it, and fired a grapple out of my hand into it, and yanked it back next to me to have a word with it, and then toss it around the room like a ragdoll, and then violently threw it out into the ocean. I woke up more peacefully than I would have otherwise.

Lesson to any spirits: Don't piss me off when I'm at peace.

And general lesson: Terminators are cheating bastards.

I gotta get back to playing some SS13 again. I miss doing my usual antics; like obliterating a bomb testing range while cracking a portion of atmos with an experimental bomb (last time I did that, only the frame of the testing range remained, and half of atmos was missing; even my safety shield barely protected me (results were: 7,15,30 iirc; the safety windows shattered, and I was knocked down). That was no traitor, just me doing ‼SCIENCE‼), or teaming up with virology to get some blood for my blood-nades (with special properties) to set off in the church (mess with cultists' heads, if any), super-lubing the halls and watching the crew slip 'n' slide into the cafeteria and bowling with other crew members, donning a chicken suit, and infesting escape with a flock of chickens and doing a chicken dance, playing roulette with space drugs and mindbreaker toxin... The list goes on.

EDIT:
I tried stepping up the bomb by enlarging the process with the large tanks and the mixing station (same process as making a normal bomb, except much larger equipment and amounts), but unfortunately, it didn't work as expected (wasn't coded in, I guess), and it was a bust. I wasn't able to magnify the explosion enough to rival a nuke. Instead, I got a hot mixture of CO2 and plasma (which I proceeded to ragequit the process by letting the container loose in a room and melt it down).

Before game night began last night against my brothers, I had a job closing just before then, with maybe an adjustment to the final work for the last 15 minutes of it (getting a bit in the way of game night beginning). Postponing games was definitely worth it. Got paid extra from my client for excellent work done on top of the time I already put into it. Not a bad income for the week so far.

Needless to say, I had some fun playing some classic Duke Nukem 3D against my brothers, and remembering the many tricks and traps the game has. Nothing like littering a back alleyway with a few dozen pipebombs, and waiting for one of those poor victims to get caught in the blast zone. It was worth the wait. Speaking of which, the first use of a Holoduke (used by me) managed to work exactly as I expected it to (causing much fun for the later part of the game as I watch them struggle to find out where I found one (resulting in many campy kills by me watching them miss the secret countless times while dodging my fire and getting fooled by my own holodukes)), despite still getting killed by one of my brothers, I still fooled the other in the meantime. Convincing them which was the real me was fun, since they both killed me at the same time at 2 different places ("I" was killed by one of my brothers, while I was killed by the other. Through deductive reasoning, I figured out who got the real kill.).