Martin is a supreme agent. He cleverly selected a Gay pub for our rendezvous. A brilliant stratagem. Anyone from the security services that was following him would have stood out a mile to the locals. Martin assured me that confidentiality is assured in such establishments and agents of conformity are quickly identified. A most fruitful evening and Martin generously paid for the drinks.
Work begins on the Sundered Land Generator.
It has arrived! The final piece of the Apocalypse Motor is within my grasp! I will be collecting it from Martin after work.
He has proposed that we do the exchange over a drink. Again, an excellent suggestion. He appears to be a natural at this. He was delighted to learn that I am really looking forward to seeing him tonight.
Pleased to report that Martinís position as my chief lieutenant is almost confirmed. I inadvertently referred to him as my Catís Paw today and he reacted most enthusiastically. He will be the first of many to recognise my greatness.
Still struggling to understand why, even despite their limited intellectual capacity, the others still refuse to do so.
Have decided to leave the biological source material for the Clone army in work as power at home continues to be an issue. Considering building a small nuclear reactor to prevent it happening again. Funds remain an issue.
Payday in 3 days!
Badger, the spot ridden fool, around again. He believes that someone is piggy backing on his broadband connection and has asked me to help identify them.
Must change computer name.