So, 119 just came up to me and was telling me how he'd finally written in his journal and I realized... I've never done that. Can't let 119 one-up me!
Yeah, so... what do I write about? Work? Work's... work. I watch eggs. Write reports on anything that happens. Note when they hatch. And if anything's weird... like that last half-breed. That had not ended well. I was sure the Boss was going to fire me and 119. But he didn't. I lost that bet.
These new eggs... they're a bit odd. Some of them just look... funny.
One thing I don't like about my job? These pesky kids always coming in and getting fingerprints all over the tanks. At least the dragon teacher seems to keep them in line. They don't run, at least. Though some tend to leave suspicious puddles on the floor...
