September 3 2062,

I discovered a peculiar container in the library, decent size not overly large. It was in the back, past all the book downloads, computers, and video screens. I'm not sure if I should have been able to go back there (since I did go through a door to get to the room) but the room also held some old important paper books, and it was well organized. Either way none of the staff mentioned it even though a few saw me either going in or out, and another women went in shortly after me.

Naturally I looked inside, and inside I found cassette tapes (which took me infinity to figure out) and some paper notes neatly organized. Upon finding them I became bitterly confused, but a nice older women came in the room and saw me struggling with them. She quickly helped me, showed me how to work them. After listening to a few, regretfully not in order (more on that later), I decided to do a little research. With my research I found a few odd things. I found it peculiar that the person used cassette tapes, according to the dates and correlating technology, back then it would be easier to use other methods and devices. Cassette tapes were no longer being made, so how she got them is also unknown.

Now I'm not sure if these were tapes from an unstable girl, or tapes recording a fictional story. I went through all of them once and I just can't get over this. So I'm recording everything, starting on exactly fifty years after the first recording was made. To clear my mind and dissect the piece, fake or not it's humbling and interesting.

To keep with the theme I decided to write in a paper diary, which are no longer made. I found it in an antique story, so sorry if my words are a bit sloppy. Although being an artist I'm way, way, way better at calligraphy then my friends.

So here is the first one;
[Entry one, September 3rd 2012]

"Testing, testing, is this thing working right? Oh, okay, I'll assume it is working. No one is with me currently, this is just a random voice recording.
[Throat Clearing]
Yes, okay. Entry one, day one, so on and so forth. Ah… This is my first time making a voice diary, if that's not obvious… Anyway I've always felt that keeping record of events is fun once you review the results. And I suck at paper records, hence voice recording. Really this specific recording has no purpose, it's just a little rambling, and I guess a hello.
So hellooooo…
Oh yea and this is September third two thousand and twelve. Oh, duh, and my name is Jennifer Leigh."

Well thats all the first one held, I listened to the whole thing. Millions of silence on the end, since I learned how they (cassette tapes) worked and there was just nothingness. Either way, I guess that's not entirely important. Maybe it was because Jennifer was just learning to work them?

Earlier I commented on my regret of not listening to them (the tapes) in order. The first few of them are borderline retarded, if I went in order I would have never finished the set. Though going ahead a bit left me wondering, and I needed to finish them.

The day is finishing so I'll finish this. I think, only because I can, I'll follow these tapes fifty years apart.