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Ugh, it's too cold to go to the beach today. Who wants to hang out in bathing suits with me and drink pina coladas anyway? It's Spring Break, damn it!

I spent most of the night dreaming of being held hostage. First by smugglers who thought I was someone else, then by a completely deranged man who had me strapped to a vest of explosives. I'll give this to my dream life, it's really never boring.

I've grown quite fond of it.

I must say this place is certainly different than anywhere else I've been. As my introduction has been rather quiet, I'll attempt a second with a question:

What is the best place to eat around here?

I'll be glad when I can go out to eat at a pub and not have basketball blasted from every speaker.

Does that sound grumpy? Man, I'm starving.

Hey Neena.



It's you as a chicken. Lucky.

And I'm off the market. Giving my next interview is going to be fun.

Ah, home sweet home. At least almost. One short layaway and then I'll be back in my own bed! Nothing like snuggling with your own pillow, let me tell you! But then I'll be off again, only one day back home. Still, I think a vacation up north will be brilliant! Watch out San Francisco, here I come!

On my dream note, I'm scared I'm falling more and more into this time and space travel. It makes me wish it was possible here. The adventures and even the dangers I'm slowly becoming use to. And the Doctor...well, I feel like I'm starting to fall for him too. He's like no one I've ever met before, a mixture of brilliance and sadness. And I never want to leave his side.

I can only hope that never happens.

Bit of a follow up to my last momentary discussion: I have managed to give myself a computer, smartphone thing, and one of them tablets. They all connect, or so the guy in the shirt told me at the place. He spoke a ton about a bunch of jargon I had absolutely no idea about, so I'm still pretty sure I only know how to play a bit of solitaire.

I'm definitely going to need a bit of help on this bit.