Friday night was terrible.

Happy anniversary. Raph put it off, saying that he really needed to help Professor E with his experiment about "Fifth Dimensional Barriers" or something. I didn't like it that much but I said fine. I felt more like being alone Friday anyway. It was about time for another anniversary of mine anyway and it always feels better to be alone.

I didn't get to be alone. I went wandering and practically two minutes after I left my car I was accosted by this… bum! God, he smelled and was ranting and raving about how cold he was (it was NOT cold) and then… and then he said some stuff about my father, as if some smelly old bum could have known my father! Then he… well… he said some things that sounded like he knew what was happening with Raphael, pressed a piece of paper into my hands, and ran off.

I ran off and found out that Raphael had been hurt conducting that stupid experiment! How could he put himself in danger like that, on our anniversary of all days! I stayed by his side all night but I was so mad at him. I think he's going to have to choose between these experiments and me.

I'm putting up a picture of the thing the bum gave me. I'm not sure why, but he did seem to know what was happening with Raph. I'd like to rip it up and throw it, but I think I'll wait a bit. Just in case…