Nothing much of public note has occurred within my life during the past few weeks, besides engaging with the glaringly obvious events regarding Hong Lu and his family. Beyond that, I simply continue being as I am. It will remain this way for the foreseeable future, as far as I can tell. [+]

I am alive still.

I have drank the appropriate and necessary amount of water that your body should intake per day in order to be fully healthy today.

Today I witnessed the manager almost trip and fall over their own coat getting stuck near their shoe when trying to bend down and pick up a fallen pen. I feel like it is worth mentioning here.

I often find myself staring blankly out of the windows aboard the bus, lost deep in my own thoughts and hyperaware of the world around me. Sometimes it feels as though I can sense everything, and nothing at all. It feels as though I am interwoven yet removed. It hurts my head, to think about living.

At the request of Mr. Vergilius, I will be doing something for April Fools. :). April Fools.

I will not be doing anything for April Fools.

The “comical angle” that this cat had their photo taken from holds truly interesting characteristics once you consider the memetic effects and properties that perceiving such photos may have on the human mind. Humans are social animals and are prone to spreading around what they find enjoyable.

I have been suggested by a multitude of people around me to create a “strawpage” so that others may ask or tell me things. Perhaps I will.

Before he died from ingesting the cheeseburger, he was visibly repulsed by the taste of a sliced pickle in his mouth, and promptly began to gag. I am almost certain that he passed from asphyxiation as a result of the pickle. The Manager had brought him back, and a similar thing occurred then. [+]

Ishmael has received a new charger.

I find love to be a very complicated emotion to comprehend and express, at least for me. I know that I can feel it, in a multitude of ways I am able, but I cannot grasp it fully. I can understand it, deconstructing into smaller components assists me in such, but navigating it is hard. [+]

Charon has recently let loose upon The City what can be considered as a small, mobilized force of "Candy Stealing Spiders" to go harvest confectionaries and other assorted treats for her. I took the time to count each spider that came and went through the bus. 567 Spiders in Total. [+]

Apologies for the lack of updates on my end. Nothing worth noting has occurred in the Past 5 Days, and I have no thoughts to share at this time. I am simply carrying on with my work.

The Manager has stopped the Bus, and allowed me brief exit to go and locate food to eat. I have purchased 3 Sandwiches and 1 bag of Chips for the road. The Sandwiches contain bacon, lettuce, tomato, cheese, onions, and ketchup. They are toasted, and on baguettes instead of normal buns. [+]

I am currently hungry.

I find that the observation of the behavior of domestic house-cats and other such felines across The City to be a very interesting and insightful pastime. I enjoy looking at their actions.

In the ten days that I have used this application, I have come to the conclusion that this serves as a very useful tool for keeping myself informed about the current news and happenings within The City. I will still read the newspaper regardless, however. Nonetheless, it is of use and is acceptable.

Hello, Faust.

It is currently 1:36 AM. I am staring at the ceiling near the front of the Bus. Once more, I remain one of the only Sinners awake currently, save for Gregor who is as of now at the other end of the Bus, having a cigarette to calm his nerves because he had underwent another nightmare. [+]

It is currently 2:14 AM. The Sun is down. The rest of The Sinners aboard Mephistopheles are asleep, and we are parked outside of a Motel due to the free parking policy they have. I am still awake, and am at the front of the bus gazing out of a window into the night sky. It is 23° Degrees Celsius.

Nothing occurred today. This is an outcome which I accept.

While I do not know who this "Catherine" person is, I do recall Heathcliff mumbling some similar name whilst conversing with Ishmael, so I imagine it must be a rather common name amongst city dwellers, or a name of importance to him. Gregor can sing well, yes. I have heard it. It is acceptable.

He will return.

I have just been made aware that there are cooking facilities within the Bus, though unfortunately they are unusable at the moment. I will have to wait a considerable amount of time before being able to cook. This is less than desirable, but it is fine. If I am required to wait, I will do so.

I have the strong and sudden urge to prepare a meal for either myself or my fellow sinners, yet I do not have the required supplies nor means to do so. This is a slight inconvenience that I hope will be remedied in the future, however in the event that it isn’t remedied, that’s fine as well.

Congratulations.

…The Sun is out today, and it is unobstructed by clouds. It is hot currently, specifically 32°C. The Heat is bothering me immensely, and I feel as though it is clouding my actions and making it so I may pass agitated judgment on others when I do not wish to. Truthfully, I hope we don’t go out much.

Someone called me "Magical Meursault" today. I am not Magical.

I have no positive nor negative opinions about The City’s contemporary music scene, though I do feel as though it has dried up and shrunken to a shell of what it used to be recently. There are less artists presently producing any form of music or symphonies currently than there were in prior years.

I sometimes think about the study of architecture and the structural integrity of the buildings around me. A lot of the buildings constructed by both Individuals and Corporations do not seem very structurally sound nor stable when you start to think about it. They are often hastily and cheaply made.

Today I saw a blonde-haired woman outside of the Bus speaking to a vending machine as though it was a person. I am fairly certain that she was talking about how it would hypothetically feel if she was rusting away like a heavily weathered metal pipe to the Vending Machine. I read her lips.

I find numbers, graphs, statistics, and metrics to be very insightful things to observe either in my free time, or whenever I am needed to do so during company hours should the Manager request it. You can gain a lot of useful information about things such as The City’s Demography and the Crime Rate.

It is raining lightly right now. The temperature has dropped to 24° Degrees Celsius. The rhythmic sounds of the rain hitting the roof of the bus remind me of the percussion instruments one would use to train with Metronomes. The sound is unexpected, but it is not unwelcome. I find it acceptable.

I have seen many of my coworkers using this application in their free time, and have had it recommended to me several times as a way to write out my thoughts as a public diary of sorts. I suppose an introduction is best. I am Meursault, designated Sinner #5 of Limbus Company. I am an average man.