Entry #156

Time: 1609

Thanks to my hunting trip yesterday, we’ve been eating better. Rael’s slightly less grumpy with me today.

Today, he also told me that he’s grumpy because of the non-raft thing going on right now. Well, he didn’t exactly tell me that, but what he did say certainly implied it.

Men and their toys. What’s the big deal about the raft, anyway?

I’m still thinking up names for the Fatlings. There’s a mischievous boy Fatling who reminds me of Wes. At least, he’s annoying Aree enough to be like the Fatling version of Wes.

Speaking of names, perhaps I should stop calling Fatty “Fatty.” She’s not fat anymore now that she’s not pregnant. But I’m so used to it that maybe I can’t think of anything better. Besides, she responds to Fatty when I do call her that.

Rael thinks I’m psychotic, by the way. What a nice fellow.

*Keri Glare of Death!*

Entry #157

Time: 0730

Well, I’m up bright and early. Probably because I’ve decided I can’t sleep anymore.

Last night, Rael and I had a talk of a sort. Pretty much, that talk consisted of him throwing the keycard that I found at me and saying that if we’re ever going to get off this rock, we better find out where it came from. He knows that I’m perfectly content to stay here, but what he doesn’t know is that part of me agrees with him but a larger, scarier part of me just wants to argue with him for the sake of arguing.

Hm. I can’t believe I just wrote that. Looks like I did. I had no idea I was thinking that until I wrote it.

Maybe writing is therapeutic after all!

… maybe not. Gargh.

So, we’ve come down with a plan. He’s going to go get wood and then we’re going to build the raft together. I can continue doing my hunting since he says I’m better at that than he is. I asked him why I get stuck doing all the food and he said that I’m better at it. I asked him if he was trying to compliment me, and then he gave me a weird look.

Why is it that the women always get stuck doing the food stuff?!

GARGH!

Not that I mind, of course. I’ve had enough traipsing around a forest full of wood looking for wood.

Do you ever find that your mind is a lot clearer in the morning? I don’t think so. Mine’s groggier than anything. Can’t seem to think in a straight line.

Oh, and for your information, Fatty likes the name Wes. So that’s one down. Well, two, actually. I’ve named the loudest girl Fatling Leia because she seems to like to “talk” (the Fatling form of talking, anyway) and I like the name, it’s pretty. I hope Princess Leia doesn’t mind. Of course, she probably will never know, so there you go. Wes would probably be jumping up and down with glee at the thought of having a very odd creature named after him.

You’re welcome, Wes!

Yes, I just rolled my eyes.

Entry #158

Time: 1034

Rael just headed off into the jungle looking for wood. Here’s me hoping he doesn’t end up in any more multi-coloured algae muck.

Entry #159

Time: 1109

I played with the Fatlings. They are adorable! Leia and Wes got into a fight and Fatty put them in detention. Or at least that what it looked like. Aree is finding it hilarious and he’s glad that they’re not crawling over him anymore.

Entry #160

Time: 1111

Ooops. I spoke too soon.

Entry #161

Time: 1148

Going hunting. Be back in a bit.

Entry #162

Time: 1509

Today was productive. I found a lot of eggs and I caught a rodent of some kind by making a trap out of vines. I’m still not sure how that worked – I swear it wasn’t going to work and then it did! I know just have to find a way to skin it.

Ewwwww…

Aree? Help?