A few points before we start. Firstly, I am not the protagonist of this story. I just went to university with her, and though she went on to become a professional writer, I most certainly did not. She'll be taking over from me further down but, until then, please forgive my slightly awkward delivery while I give you guys the necessary context. Secondly, I don't know what you will make of the following events, and I'm sure many of you might consider it all some sort of hoax. I wasn't present for any of what transpired in Phoenix, Arizona but I can vouch for the person who wrote the following logs. She is not, and has never been, a fantasist.

Hi Guys, Firstly, I want to apologise for not being at my laptop for the past few days. I had to attend a wedding in Scotland for one of my uni friends. They booked it in mid-week and, between you and me, I don't think it's going to last which means not only have I neglected you guys, but I've also wasted money on a rental suit and a John Lewis tea set.

Hi Guys, It's been a long week, but I've finally got to my computer to post the next log. I've been working overtime to afford both London rent and Christmas presents. Hasn't been fun. Anyway I can't say much more since this log's one of the longer ones. I'll try and get the next one up a little sooner. Thanks for all your help.