Oh my god. I am completely incomprehensible. I want to profoundly apologise for this mess - just considering the enormous amounts of Danish letters in that mess makes me embarassed. I have a lot of screenshots, all named in a similar nonsensical manner. I have no idea if they relate at all to journal, I will be posting them when I get home.
Alright, I feel a bit of clarification might be a good idea, following this mad raving I gave you yesterday. (My god am I hungover).
I started drinking, was completely confused by the fortress, and drank some more. At this point, I wasn't really that drunk, but then a friend of mine (Trifle, you might know him) decided to come by, bringing another bottle of vodka. By then, my playing style detoriated completely, and I was drunk out of my mind.
Trifle, who had also been drinking but did not possess a drunkenness to match mine (after all, I had been drinking for three or four hours, while he had just begun), took over the journal writing. Hence the passage about the "new guy guy". Goddamnit, that journal is a mess. We had two giant migrant waves - this is the ONLY REASON we survived, because I sure as hell was not helping in any way. Also, three forgotten beasts or somesuch invaded, along with a troll, a sea of crundles, and kobolds and goblins in rapid succesion.
The only thing I could manage at this point, was to recruit every last dwarf into the military, and have them beat up the invaders with their bare fists. I think this accounts for a lot of the very unfortunate deaths. I think there is a tantrum spiral going, too. No one is very happy, that's for sure.
The other half of the dead dwarves was because of thirst. We have a lot of booze (which is appropriate, I guess), so I think they died because no one could take are of them, what with all the forgotten beasts eating everyone.
Again, I really want to apologise for the complete and utter chaos, I managed to produce. Sorry about the incomprehensible journals. So sorry.