Captain's Log

Captain’s Log, Parenthood Date: 1660

Supplies are low, and tensions are high. My Co-Captain and I have nearly come to blows this morning, arguing over the remains of our dwindling food supply. As always, the tiny natives defended him, taking his side in things. They are unconcerned that he consumed my portion of the carefully rationed delicacy known as “pop-tarts,” in addition to his own. The tiny natives were able to have their portion without issue, and therefore turn a blind eye to my plight. I expect nothing more.

I am trying to keep my spirits up, though hunger gnaws at my belly. The Fifth Day has brought replenishment of our currency, and we will venture out to procure more supplies soon. I only hope I will not fade before then.

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