I am sorry to say that the journal you have stumbled upon is extremely unpleasant. If you have come here in the hope of finding a simple and cheery tale, I'm afraid you have very much come to the wrong place. It is not too late to turn back and seek out more pleasant fare, if you prefer that sort of thing. I am bound to record these tragic events, but you are under no obligation to read them.
With all due respect, R.
The sole inhabitant of Mudville has been called many things. Some of them good. Despite a once promising academic career, circumstances and a general lack of direction led to his demise and he now finds himself horribly behind. To his horror and dismay he has no wife or children, only enemies, associates, and the occasional temporary Internet confidante. He prefers commenting to posting, and he longs to quit his job and travel the world. You should go with him as he is ever so much more pleasant than his journal would lead you to believe.