Friday, March 12, 2010
12 March, 1911
Dreadful blizzard outside. The blubber stove is choking out smoke and we are all as black as sweeps and very smelly.
Been reading the Girl's Own Paper. Everyone wants it, but seeing as I'm Captain, I get it. It's one of the perks of the job. I must say, it is full of very useful advice.