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I took the dogs and cat to the vet today for checkups. The labs were amazing as always, but Miss Ell was not happy at all. I hope the assistant didn't need to get stitches after that scratch...the vet let her do all the holding. I felt real awful so I asked her if I could do anything to make it up.

I guess I have a date now. I don't remember her name or where we're going but she wrote it down...the paper's here somewhere.

Well, I think I have reached the end of what I'm going to see in my dreams. Well, as much of an end as I'm going to see when I'm downloaded into an infinite library program. It's nice, I suppose, that I can visit any book written anywhere in time and space and do what I like, but I think there's a hollowness there. I prefer when I am connected to other people and can do other things.

Well, if nothing else, I'm quite pleased to have my very own sonic screwdriver. I suppose a sonic trowel was just a tiny bit embarrassing.

I keep expecting my diary to show up, but it doesn't. My whole life is written in it's pages, because that's what a time traveler does. It'd be nice to have it here with me now, as proof if nothing else.