Sleeping with the Puffins

It's much better than sleeping with the fishes, because if you sleep with fish, you're probably dead. Or you're going to be if you can't breathe under water. Well, you can breathe under water, it just doesn't work the same way as air. Cause it makes you dead. I went out in a skip and hung out alone on an island with nothing but puffins the whole day. (There were some other birds there too, but not a lot.)

I got to see a man killed by a polar bear and eaten by a shark today. It was weird. Like, this bear, totally knew it would get in trouble for eating a human or something. But it wanted that man dead. So it killed him, and dragged his body to the sea, and then I saw some dorsal fins go up to it, and it was eaten by sharks. As strange as that was, I don't know if I can tell my brothers. It sounds a little too strange for them to believe me. But, eh, I'll still tell them. I took a nap on the little island with the puffins. That random guy is taking a nap with the fishes, in the bellies of sharks.

I got some good pictures of puffins. They all looked like they were posing for me.

That's my skip. It's kinda old, but it does have a sail, I just took it off to clean it (blood spatter). It's named Vængir, and it's just a neat little thing. <3