July 18th

Oh god…shoot me now.

For someone who spent her childhood sailing off the Vineyard, it’s amazing how sick I get on these damn carriers. Must be the food…these squids just don’t know anything about cooking.

Look whose talking…Julia Child you are definitely not.

In any case, I am glad to be here. It seems that Hawk wants me by his side ‘advising’ on this latest undertaking…it seems that my intelligence skills are finally getting the attention they deserve. It’s a big career move for me, and to tell you the truth I am glad to be as far from the PIT as possible right now.

Not that I am running away from anything…no…I’m just following orders.

I wonder if Psych-Outs going to actually read these things.

Ugh…my stomach. I had better go.

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