• Entry: September 29th 2009 (from clues)

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    * We have been on Mrs. Palin's trail for several days now. I have managed to decipher from the little bit of Cantonese in my language training that our employer somehow landed within a mile of her conference appointment last week following her altercation with the unspeakable creature that attacked the boat. Not only did she survive the impact, Mrs. Palin was actually capable of successfully conducting her speech. At this point, the lot of us are seeking out Mrs. Palin each for his own reason. Alec is certain she must have acquired important information about the internal arrangement of the beast that attacked us, while Grant has dedicated himself to writing an epic account of her heroics he intends to title "Going Rogue: An American Life". As for myself, Bernard Magnusson III, I seek only to fulfill my duties and maintain the spotless integrity of my work history. Mrs. Palin's diary entries for this period have been pieced together from fragments of intel I have gathered on this journey through the labyrinthine society of modern China.




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  • Entry: Date Unknown (from notes)

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    *This is Bernard Magnusson III, writing from the marooned wreck of the S.S. Alberta Yarrow. The windows having long been awash in a viscous, black fluid and all traditional communications devices unresponsive, I am unsure as to the date and time. Our vessel is currently lodged between two rocky outcroppings somewhere in the South China Sea, the jagged crags that ensnare us providing at least some fresh air through the horrible ruptures they caused upon our landing. Though I cannot say for certain, I have reason to believe the entire retinue has survived the ordeal. Perhaps it is simply faith. Mrs. Palin remains defiant in the face of the beast. I find her courage, however lacking in focus, to be quite inspiring.



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  • Entry: September 15th 2009 (from notes)

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    *We have been at sea for five days now en route to Hong Kong. I sustained a minor laceration while negotiating with pirates for supplies. I take the blame for that injury entirely upon myself. I encouraged Alec to plot a course that did not include a stopover in Hawaii lest Mrs. Palin grow infatuated with the uncommon beauty of the islands and miss her appointment at the business conference. Given the disconcerting burning sensation in my shoulder, perhaps it would have been better to spend a week or two on the beaches of Oahu. In the unlikely event that my wounds grow necrotic and I die here, I, Bernard Magnusson III, will take this opportunity to draft my last will and testament here on the S.S. Alberta Yarrow.



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  • Entry: September 8th 2009 (from notes)

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    *I am writing this most recent entry during the short recess between rules deconstruction and dissemination for the Burning Rock Adventure Campaign. We are entering hour 32 of system overview for Advanced Dungeons & Dragons, a complicated and, if I might add, highly inefficient method of telling a high fantasy story. Mrs. Palin discovered a copy of the official Player's Handbook at a flea market in the Agoura valley early yesterday morning. My voice has grown hoarse and my eyes bloodshot attempting to describe the nuances of this so-called "game" to my employer, who has attached her unwavering attention to it with a fervor I have yet to witness elsewhere in my days of service. I must admit that I, Bernard Magnusson III, have had moments of doubt and weakness in which my mind wandered to fantasies of termination. Lord, give me strength in the hours to come.

     



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  • Entry: September 1st, 2009 (from notes)

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    *Mrs. Palin was furious with me over the contents of last week's entry and vowed to never let me manage her diary ever again. However, Mrs. Palin has little resolve concerning her oaths. I have been in her employ for less than a month and have already seen her lose the wheels of her tour bus to a card shark not six hours after vowing to never gamble again, consume seven KFC Double Down sandwiches over the course of a single day after swearing off meat, and of course once again enlist me in the keeping of her personal journal after promising to never task me with intellectual duties ever again. Well, she didn't use that exact phrasing, but I have become something of an acclimatized linguist in the language of one Sarah Palin. Henceforth, I, Bernard Magnusson III, will be keeping Mrs. Palin's diary again today.

     



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