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The longer I stay here, the more I wonder how anything related to this place could've ever produced someone like the Hunter.

It's all so... primitive.

I don't like it here. I'd rather be back fighting in World War II.

The Hunter isn't here, despite what my scans are telling me. Most disappointing.

And this body. Urgh. I almost miss being made of Phazon.

After a few weeks or so I seem to finally have the hand on the bipedal thing. I was never designed to be more than three feet tall and bipedal that was C3PO. This place...this Earth is very strange. I wish I knew what was going on that would turn a droid into human flesh. It is rather fucking ridiculous. Master Luke is going to be completely lost with me not there...the man can't do anything without me. Though without my master here I don't know what I am to be doing.

There wouldn't be anyone in need of someone with fast knowledge of computers, space travel, and piloting would there?

I would love to turn around and admit that I actually have some smart students in my classes this semester. However, once again I have been disappointed by the amount of idiots that get accepted to Columbia University. There are possibly five students that don't make me want to ship them off to Siberia, on a good day there are six.

Also, the people who thought the world was going to end last week due to the LHC are complete and utter idiots. They are stupider than the majority of my students. That's saying rather a lot.

Fucking stupid fucking hell.

We need more fucking doctors. If anyone has any medical training or experience then your help would be greatly appreciated.

If any Torchwood employees need medical assistance, then reply to this or yell for help or something. We'll get to you ASAP.

So, this is Earth? Hardly what I expected, I must admit.