Oh! Hello... Ha-have you been standing there long? I didn't even see you there. I'm sorry. Well, I suppose I should get things going. This has been a long time in coming. Here we go.
Day 42: It was a long and arduous journey finding our way through the bog. Two men were lost--dragged under by the bog orts--creatures that live in the very ground of the bog waiting for some poor straggling animal (or man) to come by for dinner. Prior to these last few days the bog orts were believed to be nothing but children's stories, designed to keep kids from wandering into the bog. In the future we shall know better, for the loss of those two men weighs heavy on us all.
But there is nothing for it. We must continue on, and so we shall.
It is good to finally have rid ourselves of the bog after being lost in its haze and stench for so long. Spirits began lifting even as we first set foot back on solid ground.
We now set our gaze forward with eager anticipation...and a wary eye.
Anyway, Life is going pretty well. Work has been enjoyable as always--in its own weird sort of way. Tomorrow I'm heading home for the weekend. My friend is graduating, and he insists that I be there--to the point that he is driving down to get me, and then taking me back on Sunday. It should be nice to get away from the campus for a few days and hang out with friends back home.
I think that is all for now.
