Dear journal,
Today is a very special day because it is the 1000th time that I escaped from a boring buffet by using the “Bunbury technique”. I certainly believe that no one knows the truth about Bunbury! Actually, Jack is the only one to know that the whole Bunbury thing is just a lie. I hope that Jack was wrong though, when he said that Bunbury would get me into a scrape. It does look like it anyways. I did well with Aunt Augusta. She believes so much in Bunbury’s existence that she let herself go on with a very long monologue about illness and invalidity. She was right though that health is the primary duty of life. I sometimes wonder if Bunbury was a real person, would I take care of him as I say I do? It’s hard to say, but let’s not care about philosophic questions for now and keep on doing what I do best: lie.

I’m hungry, again. I love to eat, especially cucumber sandwiches. It is such a long time since I have eaten any. It made me so angry when Lane told me there were not any left at the market. He is lucky to be my useful servant because I might have hurt him. In the future, I will need to control my resentment. Maybe if I meet a girl to marry it will help my situation. Only time will tell!