Rain sucks. So does standing at the helm for an hour and a half. Sleep is nice. So is peach cake thingy. I've finished reading my first book. I have no room to sit up. Going aloft is fun, if rather dangerous. I am very likely going to have dreads by the end of this. I've had longer times between showers, but I've never been filthier. I can't believe it's only been three days.
Emily* is neighbors with Gregory Maguire, the author of Wicked!
Fog sucks. Hopefully (knock on wood) there will be sun, clear skies, and good winds after the tropical storm we're sitting out passes.
Even more hopefully, we'll reach Nova Scotia quickly and go on land.
I don't really miss the internet so much as my friends and cleanliness. Even at home, I only yearn for the internet when there's nothing to do. Here, when there's nothing to do, I read, find something to eat, write, or sleep. The last one's my favorite. Or, more rarely, socialize. All in all, everything's okay.