Monday 16 December

Was up earylish after a full night’s sleep. Had a ramen for breakfast, low sodium, and a latte. Coding resumes. Think I will be incremental, adding features one after another, otherwise nothing will get done. British forces roused up, lashing here and there. Can’t remember what was discussed yesterday.

Making headway on the coding. Might be able to get some AI moves going by lunch. Seem to be a lot of variables to handle. Doing it one step at a time. There are now 3 ratios to satisfy, up from just one, yesterday. And the opponent’s moves to scrutinize as well, became a separate function. Realized I misspelt Vinnfier as Vinnifier.

Lunch came and passed and I am still coding. There are a lot of variables in this simple game. Organizing everything so the AI can move independently and purposefully is slow going.

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I made dinner and spoke on gospel under increasingly tense mindspace conflict. The Liew witches are desperate for scalps of Christians and sundry good people as they are pressed against the walls of God’s prophetic 70th week of the Jews. Once again, I cannot finish my coding but have to police the sorcery. The best peace comes with concentration but we are not numerous as before right now so have to improvise.

More attacks against the witchy Liew 6 by our Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, and Moslem forces. They are under pressure to stop their blackmail and terror. Meanwhile progress on SeTT plods along.

Knocked out genius protection and flesh destroying maser capability from the Liew witches’ bodies and kid armies. Took my meds. Not sure how to finish the job. They are waiting to be done in.

Worked out. Feeling good. Was getting a bit stiff. Yet to brush. Maybe circa 11pm. Knocked out the genius helpers of the Liew witchy 6. There is fear of external affairs escalating due to the witchcraft fallout and associated baggage of hurt feelings. Will try to do some coding later. Maybe sleep after midnight.

Ate watermelon. Brushed. Not very sleepy yet. Am writing a story about a bow and a young boy. Maybe a Pilgrim’s progress style novella.