The Survivor

No chow today. One gull landed near the top of the rockpile but flew off before I could get close enough to "throw it a forward pass," ha-ha! That's what i think is speak they use in a sport. Forgot the name. Pigskin or something. I'm not keen on sports. Theyre for filthy animals. Well, I am a filthy animal now. Look at me. My eyes hurt. Itches like hell. If the gull comes back and I get it, I'm going to cut its eyes out before I kill it. Hungry again.

Still no gulls today. Reminds me of the signs you'd sometimes see on the pushcarts back in the neighborhood, so TOMATOES TODAY. I walked out into the water up to my neck with the sharp knife in my mouth. Having no magic is harder than I anticipated. Can't even swing this. Granted, I never had to use a knife before.. I stood completely still in that one place with the sun beating down on me for four hours. Twice I thought I was going to faint, but I counted backward until it passed. It works. mostly. I didn't see one fish. Not one. Ravenous. Hunger is eating my stomach. I need to feed.