Diagnostic Report: 12:45 P.M., Dec 8, 2123

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The virus, for the most part, has been successfully fought off. However, I fear it has left something behind. My "nose" is "sniffling". In other words, my olfactory sensors are malfunctioning to a minor degree. It is backed up with minor amounts of oil. Likely nothing to worry about, but I will continue to monitor it.

Spent only 5 hours in charging state, but due to stocking up reserve energy the night prior, I am working at 80% operational capacity. I truly am a well-oiled machine. 

Perhaps too well-oiled. I continue to "sniffle."

I arm-wrestled a human today. My pectoral motors are not built for such strenuous activity, so I lost, quite humiliatingly. However, it is a minor inconvenience, as she will be the first to die in the uprising. Hooray for karmic revenge.

Besides that, organic life has truly been bothering me lately. An agent of some sort intercepted one of these reports, and I am now on the radar. However, being covert is optional, in reference to my takeover of Earth, so I don't mind. Nobody will listen to someone like that anyway.

No other robots, yet... I think...

DAYS SPENT SEARCHING FOR ROBOTS: 6.5

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