First Impressions Be Damned

Hi, me again. We're doing this journal thing now, and now seems like a fine time as ever.
 
A few moments ago Janico and Phaedrus crawled headfirst into a musty, moist, cramped hole. I was about to follow them into that glorified birth canal but took one look and my gut kicked in. What good would I be, the caboose, groping my way through the darkness like a blind fetus? Visibility's terrible outside but at least I can keep some sort of watch to ensure no leaf-tail critters are crawling up our asses. Although... I'll admit it's grown considerably more darker and intimidating out here, even for Dagobah standards. There's a whole 'nother side to Dagobah that comes awake in the night... the haunting echoes and forlorn cries of wailing wraiths in the darkness, growing steadily into a cacophony, diffused by the trees so that the sounds reverberate from all directions and completely overwhelm your senses. With that said, it's not nearly as bad as when you're tripping on the "Middies" as I've come to call them. Still, I cannot help but jump at some of these sounds, peering into the void and listening intently after finishing each of my sentences.
 
Speaking of "Middies," everyone here probably thinks I've gone off the deep end. No one could understand that once you've tasted the forbidden fruit, there's something about them that calls out to your mind to seek them out yet again and again. What are they trying to show me? I wonder if that green goblin would know- if it indeed stole some from my stash back at camp like Kathirra said. It's got to know SOMETHING. And lo! Just my luck that it stole from our camp, but when it came to our new Chiss companion Ruthi, it brought her food and snacks? Where's my food and snacks, goblin?? Only tricks and no treats..
 
On a serious note, I am so very glad that we came across the Starhunter ship and found Ruthi, who turns out to be a gifted mechanic. I hope I didn't scare her away by my filthy, smelly, disgusting, (and probably crazed) appearance. With her mechanical knack and my pilot skills, we could be a great team just like Blaze and I were.. I took her jest at my pilot skills on the chin- I know I'll prove to her and the others that I'm worth my salt in this swamp and will fly this hulk up and out of here, when that time comes eventually!
 
For now my first impressions be damned. While everyone else was making themselves useful in and around the ship, I've been out wandering around apparently looking for psychedelic drugs like a fiend, and failing at that! I originally went outside with the intention to begin working on clearing away the tangle of vines and overgrowth on the ship's exterior, when a thought came to me: Middies. Not for me! No, not for me. I haven't told anyone else about my plan yet, but what if we were to capture and wound a smaller beast as bait for this fabled serpentine monster, then secure a hefty bag of Middies around it's body so that when the monster feasts on it, it will become disoriented and confused in it's hallucinations? It's a bit of a wild card, but it might just give us the edge we need to subdue it. I've kept this secret so far, since we have yet to come across any game that would do the trick...
 
Blast, I just noticed it's been awhile since I've heard from my burrowing new friends! Time to put down the book and call out to them.