I'm gonna spend the rest of life in a german prison all on account of a stupid book. How do I let myself get talked into these things?!?! What was I thinking. I even told the professor that we should call Rolf to get permission. But he said he didn't want to disturb him.
It was lovely typing this blog for all of you and seeing you at the shows. Please write me while I am in Prison.
the professor is yelling at me now. He says he has a fool proof plan to get past the dogs. Rember makeshifters that this is the guy that splinted my leg because of rug burn. He won't even let me take it off for the "mission" tonight.
Prisoner #304/jail bird/His mothers biggest disappointment...