writing in my journal like a damn kid

Too much goddamn drama. Buncha crazy crackers, only a few of them really worth anything. These scientists really expect us to survive on chocolate bunnies and hard boiled eggs? I know I'm a big ol' boy, but shit. Some shit gotta change soon, or these people gonna be all over each other. Already had one of them white chicks- one of the ones that i woke up to naked this morning- come into camp lookin' like she'd been in a fight, and the longer we're out here, the more it's gonna happen.