This place is so... weird. Well, I mean... its paradise basically, but I'm just not used to this sort of thing. I actually got to take a shower yesterday. A real, honest to God hot shower. And I could have spent all day in that thing. So could the rest of my flock. I forgot what the Gasman's skin actually looked like. I was almost certain he was dirt colored...
The flock... they love it here. Why shouldn't they? We've got a warm home now, beds to sleep in, food every night... plus Anne's got 50 acres of woods with animals and a pond. We can fly freely without worry. So far we haven't seen any erasers.... like I said, paradise. But we can't stay here forever...
Last night we spent an hour pouring over those notes. They're all numbers now. Its like some horrible code that none of us can crack! Is this another test? Jeb kept telling me everything I did was a test.... I hate him.
Also... I know I'm probably overreacting but... this is my flock. My family. So... why did I feel useless to them last night? Like... like Anne had taken control of things...
Current Mood: 
irritated