Day 1: Friday, October 19, 2012

Today, it is not cold yet. I doubt you could really consider this to be winter, which is why I find my professor to be a tad bit senile. It will probably be colder tonight, when the sun goes down but that's to be expected. Right now, it feels like 77°, and what do you know, it IS 77°. The Dew Point is at 33°, with 20% humidity. This is SO not winter. Over the next six hours it'll be sunny with temperatures steady and/or falling to near 71°, so it'll be a little bit better over the course of the day.

That's all that the professor required, so I'll tell a little bit about my day so far. I got up at around 7:13 a.m, despite the fact that I was up until around 3:00 a.m. last night. Damned insomnia. When I got up and went outside, there was a breeze that was just unbelievable. I love those cold-breezes, where the wind blows across your face, and convinces you, even for a moment, that life is grand? I know, that was a bit exaggerated, but that's how I felt this morning.

When I was done with my initial observations, I dropped by the apartment office, because periodically they have fresh coffee sitting on a table inside. Today was one of those days. When I went into the office, the German man who kept warning me about the town drunk was working. He saw me, and for some reason cowered into the back room, as if he was scared of me or something. I ignored him yet again, it was beginning to seem like this man was just loose in the head or something. I turned around, and there was someone standing outside. My heart dropped as I looked at this man, who was dressed in all black, wearing a pointy white mask. I don't even know how to describe it. Searching for an image of it, I found this:

 

Exiting the building, I tried talking to the man, but he only stared at me and lightly breathed. His head moved as I slowly walked away, as if he was locked on to me. This was the strangest thing, but I can't say this was the first time I had seen this man. Something tells me that I had seen him before since I moved in here, but I can't pinpoint an exact date. Maybe this encounter is the reason why I wasn't able to describe the weather in earnest, who knows? 

If you are reading this, and you know anything about this man, please leave a comment letting me know. If you would rather your comment remain anonymous, you can email me at DebilitatingWeather@Gmail.com, and I'll be sure to get back with you. Thanks. Let's hope it's cold tomorrow.

Carson.