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I've been buried in dissertation work that I haven't had much time to do much else lately. There was a dinner thing earlier this month for the doctorate students, and Jemma went with me. I have proof that she doesn't always wear a lab coat!

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And uh, I don't know how exactly to put this, but after several months' delay, the dreams have started up again. About all I've gleaned thus far is Scott and I have taken to growing medical-grade marijuana in the basement of a hobby shop. Delphine's still missing. And, oh, there's a new clone sister apparently.

It's really weird to dream about being sick when I'm cured and healthy here.

It took me fifteen minutes to track it down, and we almost drove Nico's poor dog crazy as we lead him back and forth, but I caught a tauros this afternoon. I was so afraid that he was going to despawn by the time I got to him, and I wound up using almost all of my pokeballs. I still think he was worth it.

I wonder, when the next generation comes out, will we get another region specific pokemon, or will it just be the places that got left out last time? Should I hoard tauros to trade?

Also I don't think I've ever played a video game that's made me walk so much before.

I feel excited, nervous, sick, and ecstatic all at the same time. The last time I felt that way was when I was taking the final exams, senior year of college. My book comes out tomorrow, and it still doesn't feel real? I spent so much time and energy on it, and the fact it's been published and shipped off to stores still hasn't really registered. Jess has even personally given me my own copies, after stealing one of them for herself and it still ...it really doesn't feel real.

I have three more copies, besides the one I'm keeping for myself. Sirius, Remus? When do you want to pick yours up? Amycus, I'll give you yours Thursday.

With my divorce finalized, my father has reached out to me, much as I expected. Now it appears, after my subsequent rejection of bending to my father's will, I am officially disowned. Not that I need or want any of that money anyway. I am as dead to my family as they are to me. It is extremely freeing to have all ties with Moscow sufficiently severed.

School starts next week. I'm actually kind of looking forward to it. Which in turn makes me feel like a complete nerd. Hopefully my classes are a little more challenging this year.

I am completely worn out. The twins got colds which lead to poor Laurel getting an ear infection. Thank god they both didn't get one! After a healthy dose of antibiotics and a lot of cuddles (with a surprise gist of their favorite food), they're all better. But of course I've caught their cold now.

I think the girls are actually excited that I'm doc because they get to be doctors.

So that was not a good night. Has anybody else died in their dreams? It is a strange experience

I'm taking a small staycation today because Labor Day Weekend is likely to be a busy one for me. I gotta say: no matter how many times I go, the beach never gets old.