Today I meant to see Vincent in his Clinic but somehow didn’t feel like going there after general hours. Might seem too obvious. I’ll go tomorrow morning, however, and register for those lectures on aviation at the same time if they won’t laugh me in the Népműv. Office. I think I’ll take it up after…
Decided to ring up the Mortally Offended one. He took up the receiver but did not speak to me. I, silly creature rang off only to ring him up, so long as the automation didn’t keep, or rather swallow up my money. Two hard hits for it’s pain. I might have known that this would be the result. At noon…