(I suppose if I want to get to the bottom of this curse I must find out about it's origins. The question remains how—)

...It seems I have encountered quite the predicament.

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....Pa..?

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Oh dear.

Does anyone want to fund me for my inventions? Normally clive does that but we're in different dimensions at the moment, and I need materials to be able to get back.

I can do elaborate evil schemes or just attempt to fix your microwave, it depends on what you want.

The more I discover about this world, the more it confounds how much kinder it and its residents seem.
I can't help but wish to stay here for a little while longer...

I do not trust this man.

I had a dream this morning in which I kicked the prime minister several times in the jaw, but sadly I woke up.

The police seems to be watching me, even here. This is unfortunate.

???

I appear to be lost.