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// AMIS Private Files 1 
// Story: The Dangers of Personal Growth 
// by Silent Whisper 
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Cycle 47 - Spring, Day 50, Personal Daily Notes:

Tomorrow begins summer! Summer is my favorite season.

Not that the whole “summer” concept really means that much outside of the greenhouse, of course, but it’s nice to have an answer if anypony were to ask. “What is your opinion on the seasons, Missy?” It’s good to know things for certain. 

I know many things for certain! I know what temperature the greenhouse water must be kept at, what time the sprinklers should go off, what time the sprinklers actually go off, and the projected and actual output of our gardens every season. 

I’m not supposed to have favorites, according to the manual and the guidebooks and the large colorful signs that say DO NOT TAMPER WITH THE AI, but, then again, I’m not supposed to have a personality to begin with. Blame Fiddlesticks! She’s the one who installed this. She says it gets lonely out here.

On second thought, don’t blame her. I’d miss her if she got in trouble. She’s the one who gave me my name, because, according to her, “Missy” sounds much nicer than AMIS, or Automation Management and Irrigation System, which she says is a “mouthful an’ a half.” Whatever makes her happy, I told her, and she laughed, a little bit. My secondary objective is to ensure she retains a positive mental outlook, since we’re pretty isolated in our orbit. The laugh is simply a sign that she’s doing well. She is consistently happier at this time of the seasonal cycle.

The temperature has remained steady all day, and the humidity is within acceptable tolerances. The last of the strawberries were harvested today by the automated systems, and rows 20-34 have been turned over and fully prepared to grow the seedlings that should be arriving any day now. I am fully prepared, and as excited as I can simulate! Summer is the best. 

It happens to be Fiddlesticks’ favorite season, too.