Captain’s Log: Day 12

“A smile!” the fools exclaim as if I am a puppet for their amusement. I deigned it prudent at last to grace them with a smile (note: this was of my own accord, I’m an independent woman) so that they may better learn to appease me. I feel it is better to use this smile sparingly and strategically so as to hasten my acquisition of the fineries in life. They seem remarkably susceptible to my schemes. It is as if they think I am not yet capable of plotting such a course….I shall explore this development further in the coming days.