Transmission Logs - Satellite Monitoring Base 42634-C 3/4

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2536-10-05

I opened a packet of Crunchy-o's too quickly, and they went flying. They're everywhere now…orbiting the room like a gigantic multi-grained constellation of flavor.

I am reduced to exercising by launching off of one wall and landing on the other. The walls are getting dented.

Inventory: I thought i heard something on the comm array today. Hard to tell. &quot;Awake&quot; and &quot;asleep&quot; are starting to kind of blend together. The readouts are showing nothing but background radiation but I swear I can hear something. Sounds like the ocean?
 * 1,021 packets Crunchy-o's (non-orbiting), 1 packet (orbiting)
 * 35.5kg Mootastic Milk-ish Protein Slurry, which I'm increasingly convinced did not come from a cow
 * 1 Communications Array Send/Receive console
 * 1 bunk (w/ two sets bedding, both of which are soaked in a fine mist of sweat and powdered Crunchy-o's. They're starting to smell. In space, no one can hear you smell. )
 * 249 hygiene packs (why bother)
 * 1 monitor with playback panel…have you ever really watched Robinson Crusoe? I mean really watched it? Why is he so good at making things from coconuts? What's he hiding? The lyrics to &quot;Dancing on the Ceiling&quot; synch up exactly with Robinson Crusoe. It's eerie. What does it mean? More research needed.
 * Other stuff, etc

Need to disable that alarm. Need some real sleep.

Submitted by: Gerome Kenny Carnahan

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2536-10-24

Did I already submit one of these? I can't remember. Things are slipping. I tried sleeping through the alarm but it just keeps going until I do the sweep.

Definitely something out there, by the way. The instruments show nothing, but there are clear, unambiguous voices in the background of the sweeps. Someone, or a group of someones, are on their way.

I've made preparations as best I can: I tore up the sheets and wove together several rope traps, leaving Crunchy-o's as bait. I know they'll go for the Crunchy-o's first. There's nothing else of value on the island.

Regardless, I am still a soldier, and will make the best of the situation. But I urgently need more coconuts. There is very little I can do to fend off an attack without more coconuts. Please, if you're reading this log, forward it on to Command. More coconuts.

Submitted by: Gerome Robinson Carnahan