26ste Juni 1977.
Hm. You know, I am thinking that it probably wasn't a bad idea to let that Love sit for as long as it did a few days ago! Everyone is seeming to be in a good mood, except for Frau Young, who has been looking at me funny for since yesterday or so. I do not think that I will be getting that stain off of my shoe, though. But it is all right, they were simply plain with black and white and the bit of dark pink on them looks very decorative! I can't seem to get it to stay in the shape of a heart so that it would at least go along with what I am doing, so that when people ask me, 'Who the Hell are you?' like they do so very often, I could just point at my shoe and smile, rather telling them that I am Gunnar and I work with the Love.
Also, people are leaving me odd assortments of cookies and other sweet confectionary things on my tables and they are delicious! I must thank them, though I do not know who they are. So I suppose I consider this an anonymous thank you and express my appreciations. But also to ask to stop or perhaps to put them on the small writing desk by the door, because crumbly things are getting into my phiolen vials and ruining my working.
It looks like, however, the experiment that I am conducting might be getting a little out of control, so I suppose I might just put down this pen and control it before Frau Espis comes in and starts to scream her head off at me. Again.
Also, people are leaving me odd assortments of cookies and other sweet confectionary things on my tables and they are delicious! I must thank them, though I do not know who they are. So I suppose I consider this an anonymous thank you and express my appreciations. But also to ask to stop or perhaps to put them on the small writing desk by the door, because crumbly things are getting into my phiolen vials and ruining my working.
It looks like, however, the experiment that I am conducting might be getting a little out of control, so I suppose I might just put down this pen and control it before Frau Espis comes in and starts to scream her head off at me. Again.