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I think I almost forgot these things were in existence.

Life is good. Very good. I've got lemonade, a raise, and a girlfriend that has lasted longer than two weeks and has not once used the phrase "Don't call me, I'll call you." I mean, sure, it'd be a little difficult to do that, because she's sort of in the next room over.

But it's the thought that counts.

And uh- Halloween's coming up. Which means there will be candy. Lots and lots and lots and lots of candy.

Which is also just another plus.

typing woth one hand is noooot as easty as it should be..

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

My sister's gone. Again. I swear, if she comes back for the third time then I'm going to have serious words with her about how she could at least leave a note before taking off. Apparently that's too much for her as this is the second time she's left me without a goodbye.

Okay, it's been a brilliant weekend!

( Private to Martha Jones )

You'd think that finding a PR job in one of the financial capitals of the world would be easy, but it's really not. It's easier to ignore the Master than it is to get a job around here at the moment. Yes, it is possible to ignore him, some of you lot should try it sometime.

I'm not sure if I mentioned it, Martha, but I'm really glad you're back. I missed you. Now I'm never going to mention that again and we can go back to normal, okay? Good!

I think I'm getting the hang of this place. I would like to talk to some people though, and figure out how people are ending up here, if anyone knows.

Tish, breakfast?

The Earth...it's back?

Benjamin Gates! When did 'I'm going to go see Riley' turn into 'I'm going to disappear for a month and a half'?

Were you ever planning on coming home? Or was I just supposed to assume you really liked New York and decided Riley needed adult supervision...in which case I still don't know what you're doing here? Find a map leading to the Holy Grail maybe? You need to learn to call your girlfriend occasionally.

So?

I manage to lose my employment and my sister all in one day.

I'm just going to go back to job hunting. Martha will probably come back sooner or later, and I'm old enough to look after myself. It could be worse.

I don't suppose anyone here needs someone to work PR for them? I'm an excellent organiser and I'm actually brilliant at my job. Failing that, I could always start up my own PR company. That might not be such a bad idea.

I'm thinking about getting a guard dog. It's better than an alarm system that can be deactivated or a gun or something. I'm not a big fan of weapons, not after everything that happened. So I might get a guard dog.

The problem is that I don't think I spend enough time at home to be fair to the hypothetical dog. I work a lot, and go out a lot and it probably wouldn't be fair to it. I'm still thinking about it though.

I'll probably end up not getting anything and just hoping that no one tries to kidnap me in my sleep. Yes. I am a bit paranoid. It's not my fault, really it's not.

The new job is... interesting, to say the least. It's good though. At least I'm not working for a psychopath... for once.

I also went out on a date with a nice guy. A bit geeky. But nice. so, Riley, want to go out again? Maybe to the movies?

It looks like my life is actually getting back to something resembling normal. About bloody time.

That was the shortest vacation I think I've ever taken. Okay, I lied. That was the only vacation I've ever taken. In the microscopically compact list of vacations, I think that might've also won for the best.

But. Heigh ho, it's back to work, I go.. Will the joy never cease?

I haven’t got a job yet. You’d think that there would be someone in New York that would hire me to do PR but no, you’d be wrong. I’m about ten minutes away from working in a bloody shop just to get some money!

At least things have been quiet this week, that’s been nice I suppose.

I think I just need to get out of the flat for a bit. Anyone want to go and get a drink or something that involves the outside world?

What. the. bloody hell is all this supposed to be, then!?!

Oh, this was The Doctor's doing, wasn't it? Yeah, LEAVE it to him to just drop me off in some God forsaken apartment complex without so much as a warning. Well, I've got plenty of words for you, Mister Time Lord, and if you know what's good for you, you will get your SKINNY little arse down here, right now, because I do not feel like typing them all out on this.. this stupid board thing!

Martha? Where the hell are you?

Jack, Doctor? Have either of you seen Martha? She didn't show up at work and we were supposed to get lunch and she didn't show up for that either and if you two have whisked her off to another planet again, then the least you could have done is let her tell me!