5th Slate, 210
Haha! Fischer and Draignean are among the living again! I was starting to think they died in thier sleep or something. Fischer apologized profusely for being out of commission for so long while Draignean just said somehting about the greatest uninterrupted beauty sleep he ever had. Something really must've snapped in him since he came here... Anyway, upon waking he promptly decided to attend a party while Fischer returned to duty.
I've been informed we're now out of both lye and useable tallow (as it is gobbled up by our kitchens to 'deep fry' the meats coming in from the butcheries or otherwise being used. I swear I saw that fellow trying to masquerade as Tomio use some of it to flavor his booze. Really though he needs to work on his accent. It isn't thick enough for him to pass for Tomio.
For that matter why is someone trying to pass themself off as him? Trying to avoid being kicked in the testicles or somthing? Anyway, I've put an end to soap production for the time being. Honestly in hindsight I wish I had added a request for barrels. Lots and lots of barrels.
6th Slate, 210
Not really sure why or when I put out a mandate to forbid ballista bolt and cabinet exports... We don't even sell those things to begin with. Well, since I'm thinking about it I may as well have the extra furniture for my posting to be brought up. Not like Thumper and Rose are doing anything useful at the moment.
I also spoke with Crusher about the lye and tallow issue and quite frankly I may need to make my guards my eyes and ears around here along with Mr Frog. I cn't seem to find half of the damned workshops in this place. I've also decded that anyone with milling skill needs some milliing to do. We have tons of bags left over from the constant masses of trashed caravans over the years so I figured why the hell not.
7th Slate, 210
After having Rose check an old waste closet in the mess hall to see if everything was done decaying so we could get the useful odds and ends out, I was startled by an onrush of workers who seemed to pull the remains of a seige and ahalf from thier collective asses and thre it in there. I really ruely honestly have no idea where or how the hell they stuffed that many skeletons into that closet. Or why for that matter.
Or did I just hallucinate and they were taking the remains out for disassemblage?
Oh, and I decided to massivly expand our housing, not that we need it. But it seemed like a good excuse to give the miners some busywork. I also opted to have an auditorium carved out, so we'll have a place to let dwarves hold lectures, comedy shows or concerts. Or anything really.
Seemed like a good idea at the time anyway.
[Ok, so basically nothing happened for a about a week into Slate and much of my recent time was just designating crap. Our mighty heroes were back on their feet for all of one real-time minute before they conked out again. Either they caught something or they're glitched.]