( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Albus, where in the bloody hell are Al? Damn. Umm, I think he left. Like... back home. Rose? Please, tell me you're still here. If you haven't seen him, then I'll know for sure that he isn't here now. He saved my life in that fire. I think he knows how thankful I was, or at least I hope so

Maybe I should get an alarm clock. Yeah, I'm going to get one. Might just end up sitting on the shelf looking pretty, but I still need one Maybe I should find a job too. Never thought I'd have to get one before. It sucks not having my bank here. And not in a way I'd like. Okay, bad joke. Better erase that part.

So. Am I nuts for not being alright with the fact that there's a game about me and my friends? I'm pretty sure I'm not nuts, but it seems like a certain someone thinks I am.

Sure. I can see how it might come about. But that doesn't mean that I like it.

Suddenly this place isn't so refreshingly peaceful anymore.

How the hell am I supposed to settle in?

What the bloody hell just happened?

What's going on here? Why am I me again?

I don't think I'll ever understand the thoughts of whoever is running this place. Why take away someone who doesn't have anything to return to back home but keep people here that do?

In other news, I start my first class at the college tomorrow. I'm nervous. I didn't even know I could still get nervous. I really hope I haven't made a big mistake by deciding to do this.

I'm....a Dad.

If anyone wants to buy baby stuff for me, that is absolutely fine. My only request is that it's not pink.

And with that I'm going to try and sleep some more.

Rose, we need to have a party or something. Right after I get this job thing everyone keeps going on about it. Can't say I ever had to worry about money before.

Note: I take no responsibility for any food poisoning resulting from Rose's cooking. Consider yourselves warned.

I haven't gotten to see most of those I knew in my own world, and considering it's another dimension, I imagine they're rather different. I doubt this Jack cares to run nu- wait, he might. If Ianto can still make a good cup of Earl Grey and be a crack shot with a gun, I'll call it good enough. I envy his ability.

Wonder if he can be hired to teach Rose. The woman I knew could burn water. It tasted like someone had soaked charcoal in it. The banana bread she made me wasn't bad though.

[Filtered to the Doctor]

I haven't heard from you for a few days. Feel strange enough talking to myself in a manner of speaking, but you're not the one I knew. Are you all right?

( Filtered to Jack )

( Filtered to the Master )

Homework? Really?

So upon looking for a place to set up a pie shop, because if we're going to be here for a while and only have 100 dollars per person (they did not think to give Digby any money these unknown captors of ours, though I don't know that he'd want any on his own) I need to do something and what do I know how to do better than make pies?  Besides wake the dead.  I can do that well, but I don't really think there will be much use for an un-deadifying PI company here  Well, I happened upon this smallish diner that sort of reminded me of the Pie Hole before I settled it and everything.  The owner had apparently had a heart attack I did not touch him!  I swear!  and I was offered the place.  So, I've now got a place to set up a pie shop.  Or, should I say, we do.  Since, Chuck, if you want to, I'd love you to be my partner on this.  Cup-pies and saran wrap all.

Any ideas for the name?  Hopefully it will be up and running by next week.

( Josef Kostan )