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The route has not proceeded as expected, it seems to be taking a turn into regular activity. It is fine, I have had the opportunity to work on a few of my personal projects left unfinished. Recently, I have been working on something in the privacy of the men’s restroom, nothing out of the ordinary, however I do not appreciate the constant monitoring while I work. The downside to this method is that I appear constipated to the rest of the office. Not that it bothers me, however I have been offered laxatives a number of times today;I do fear that someone will attempt to slip one into my coffee.

My research has been extensive and it is personal, though the content of the analysis is vaguely related to the current departments I manage, so I am hoping it will not be looked into and I will be left to compile it on my own. I have been covering my tracks well as to not raise suspicion of my new project, and so far I have not been confronted, so I would concede that I have succeeded.

PAC has taken the liberty of creating a robotic assistant— I cannot say that the realization of a constantly learning machine does not unsettle me. It is not as advanced as it could be, but I suppose it strikes paranoia.

Sleep has been difficult as usual, I returned to my apartment for the first time in ages. Williams was waiting for me again, she treated me to our usual practice. I may have cut my hair in that state to my dismay. My intention was to let it grow out slightly in order to achieve a style similar to my past, however, this plan was “cut” short by my… behavior several days ago.

I feel that my nose has been stripped of necessary components as of late, so that has been a cause of great discomfort. I am hoping it will not continue to slowly invert itself. Speaking of this, I was restocking a few of my supplies and the cashier seemed concerned with my activity. This usually would not have off put me however, the man scanning my items had a similar sparkle in his eye. Perhaps I am overthinking this interaction.

Apologies for the lack of logs. I have been...out of it, to put it simply. Testing has proceeded again as usual, my teams are back to work and I have been working overtime lately just to make up for my lack of work last timeline. I cannot recall the last time I have seen my own apartment, so my hope is that the teams have refrained from checking the crevices again. It has been so long. They should be past that by this time. Nonetheless, I have the contraband with me at all times anyways, so there is no need. I have been working on converting documents into digital works, as it has occurred to me that nothing physical is truly safe in my hands. The sorting device is going well, there seems to be a bit of an error with the loading times but I am sure it will be orderly in no time at all. I even tested it on my personal documents and it seems to be in working fashion besides a bug that would have had a catastrophic effect if I had not looked over it.

In terms of testing and the new pathway, the situation is stable so far, very quiet. I have hope that this route will prove to be more successful than the last.

In other news, I have fired my assistant. His work ethic was interesting; definitely not up to my standards, and he had issues dealing with certain information. The emotional stability in dealing with sensitive information is pivotal in this environment. To make this clear, I did not fire him when I was day drinking. PACS has already promoted one of the interns to be my assistant which is ridiculous, I simply cannot comprehend why they will not let me hire my own goddamned assistant. In fact, I would argue that I do not even require an assistant. I do everything important in this organization anyways.

Something is missing. I am going to go look for it and end the log here.

Things are going terribly. Apparently Stefan escaped, and we have...Peter...here with us. I am having my assistant type this report log up for me as I have been informed that I am not necessarily in “the right state of mind” to write the report myself. PAC is handling the situation, so I trust she will do a good job and get everything under control. I [REDACTED]. What? Why can’t I say that? No, type it out. It’s my goddamn report I can say whatever I want.

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Uneventful yet again. I am sure PAC has many of you well informed about the goings-on of our teams and a snippet of our plans. I have decided to be slightly more careful about my log data as the presence of the information in these logs have proved to have negative consequences for me.

In regards to that, I have been drowning myself in work to try and avoid some troubling thoughts. Lately it seems that work has a lot of potential, so I have loaded up my team to quickly create and file reports. The process is slightly slow so I overtook much of the workload and finished it up today. Lots of useful data collected, will definitely need a way to speed up the process though. I am working on a few new inventions that will hopefully prove useful. There is a great deal of trial and error in my workshop, but progress is being made.

Last night I barely got any sleep becauze. Wel, the reasoning is unimportant but I have been ded tired. My eybags are incrdibly deep and threaaten to imitate a raccoon. To batle this fattigue I drank a lot of coffee earlier and the taste wss… unplesant, but it did boust my enrrgy.