Woman on an island, day 32

I wake up cold, miserable and wet. It started raining last night and I got soaked! Oh I am not a happy camper at present! I ring out the water of my clothes and hang them out to dry on a nearby branch (yeah like anyone will see me!). Won't be able to work much in this mud, I might as well go hunting. I eat a very soggy and very miserable breakfast of leftover fruit before grabbing my spear and the vines that I haven't used yet. I use my new lift to get down and I set off into the jungle. I nothing in the first hour and then I stumble upon a small herd of Bush pigs! I spot the brute of an Alpha Male and my mouth starts drooling. I think of using my spear but I don't want a wounded Bush pig charging me with those flame sharp tusks. I reach for the vines and I start making a lasso. There is nothing that could go wrong here right?...right?!