October 18, 2017

After sensing that someone else was in the house, I started walking towards the kitchen. I opened a drawer to find my niece inside - and invisible. “You’re not supposed to be here”, I thought, as she waddled her way towards the dining table.

I was digging in the yard when I struck something hard. It turned out to be a Protoss Nexus. I continued to excavate the structure, methodically setting aside each layer of dirt in a pile adjacent to the area.

I walked up the wooden watchtower for a break when someone asked me when I was going to leave. “When I finish.” I told them. “When is that?” they asked.

While we were eating a plate of fruit, I noticed that the cantaloupe tasted like tomatoes. Now looking at the fruit, it started to look like tomatoes as well. I figured it was because I was eating a sweeter fruit earlier, which made it more difficult for me to taste the cantaloupe properly.

There was a predetermined earthquake and I was tasked with bringing a cup of water to the other side of the room without spilling it. There were two obvious paths through the mess of chairs and tables in front of me, but they both seemed rather symmetrical. “Which side is easier?” I asked. I was told one of the sides would be easier because Windows sucked.