Journal Log, Day 47
Hey, I thought I lost this thing. Well, by estimates, the salt team should be on their way back. Now for some really fucked up news. One of the fatgirls, turns out she wasn't fat. She was pregnant. She's dead now and through some holy shit miracle, the baby survived. The girls are taking turns caring for her and are working on a name. I don't know if she'll make it considering how harsh this place is. In other news, we have leadership now. We formed a ruling council by all voting one member from each division. We of course had to form divisions first. We have our Engineers, our Science guys, the Hunters/Explorers, Agriculture and Maintenance (everyone else). I'm a regular in the explorer teams and almost got elected, but not quite. The other guy was probably a better choice. I'm already planning out next explorer mission. We're to meet up with the salt team and assist in escorting them in. Afterwards, another group will take their gear and head right back out for more. In the meantime, I will finally enjoy having soft bedding in the first time since I arrived.