*mumbles*

Stupid stinky sailors sipping sweet seaweed saltwater tea. 

That should say it all. 

But it probably doesn't. You're probably sitting at home, all comfortable, looking at the screen and wondering if I've finally cracked. 

I haven't. 

I'm just angry.

Aparently the U.S. Navy doesn't take kindly to stowaways. 

Too bad they don't do the whole walking the plank thing. That would have been nicer then being put in a jail cell on the boat. 

Why do they have jail cells on a boat? 

Anyways, I was allowed to keep my computer, seeing as how I told them that it was let me keep my computer or watch their whole ship go up in flames. I did that cool fire breath thing. They were freaked. 

So here I am, keeping company with a rat (what is a rat doing on a boat?) and waiting for us to hit Alaska. 

Yes, Alaska. 

Apparently, it's too hard to catch a boat bound for California. I thought that was where we were going. 

I thought wrong. 

Well, feeding time. 

later.