August 24, 1925
My first day at the
presigious prestigious halls of Miskatonic University were uneventful. Father would approve.
For the most part I spent the day acquainting myself with the professors as I was given a guided tour of the Campus. For them to make such a grandiose event of little old me shows,were I skeptic, and certainly I may be, a rather sever case of desperation.
Perhaps I can use this to my advantage.