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Welcome To Eureka
08 April 2011 @ 10:17 pm
Mad Hill Valley, 121 Lloyd Road
December 23rd, 1903
10:04 P.M.


At long last! I've finally done it! I've finally completed the ultimate robotics project -- a fully automated, fully independent, fully sentient automaton! A Servo!
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I've initialized it as a male, and named it Captain Nemo after the protagonist of one of my favorite Jules Verne books. So far, he seems to be working optimally.
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He's a marvel of engineering, if I may be so bold. I managed to program him with top cooking, cleaning, and mechanical skills. He's also completely solar-powered, making him environmentally friendly.
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The best part, however, is his personality. He's proved to be an excellent conversational partner in the short time I've had him. He even has a sense of humor! (In the interest of fair reporting, though, I ought to admit I programmed him with a personality very similar to my own, so. . .)
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He's an extremely inquisitive robot as well -- he was searching the yard earlier, analyzing rocks.
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He also tried talking to some people who passed by the house. I'm a little worried this won't end up going well for him -- too many people around here are still extremely technophobic.
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Then again, he has already gotten himself a job. A small paper hoping to challenge the prejudices of "The Secundus Daily News" discovered him via some newsposts he made on the computer connection (he felt it was his duty to share the robotic perspective on some issues) and hired him to write the occasional article. Not bad for someone only a few days old!
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And he's already looking to improve -- though, honestly, I'm not sure how a robot improves bodily strength and function. Especially through yoga. He seems to be satisfied with his progress, though. . . .
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As for the other areas of my life, I'm proud to report that, after much tinkering and meddling and such, I've finally been promoted to the top of my chosen career! Or, rather, I showed off my fully functional, paradox-free time machine today, and everybody agreed I deserved a bump in salary. My official title is "History Rewriter," though I hope never to have to actually put it into practice.
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With so much more free time on my plate, and a thorough mastery of Robotics, I'm moving back to my old love, toy-making. I hope to obtain full mastery there too. I'm already up to a Silver Badge ranking, according to the books. . . .
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And I'm working on improving my science knowledge and my own bodily strength and function. (That's where Nemo must have learned yoga helps with that. It has made me more flexible.)
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Oh, and Jeanne called me up today. Said I was one of her best friends, which was very nice. I never had many friends growing up, so it's a pleasant change of pace to have them now.
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I think that's part of why I made Captain Nemo. I wanted to have someone else around the house, in case. . . Though since I have a girlfriend I'm madly in love with, the possibility of ending up completely alone seems rather remote now.
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The only thing to do now is work on my skills and wait for warmer weather. It keeps snowing on and off here, but I DID see some butterflies the other day. . . .
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Hopefully they're a sign of things to come. Right now, though, I ought to get to bed.
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Welcome To Eureka
21 March 2011 @ 02:40 pm
December 20th, 1903

Dear Diary,
It's a boy! Cyd and I are parents!
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Oh, I'm so excited. And very happy not to be pregnant anymore. I know I had an unusual short pregnancy thanks to the modifications Dr. Klein made to me, but still, those few months were quite enough for me, thank you. Always being hungry or tired or needing to pee. . . Thank goodness I found Dr. Klein's old energizer -- I don't know if I could have made it through the weeks without its occasional boosting. Cyd finds it wonderful too. The villagers don't know what they're missing out on, being so frightened of mad science.
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The baby couldn't have come on a better day, though. Today was the day of our tomato harvest -- 24 tasty vegetables (or are they fruits?). I've already started the next plants on their way -- we've moved up to four at a time instead of just two, since we're doing so well with them.
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Some we're planning to sell, but I used a few with my breakfast that morning. Delicious! (And Porthos agreed.)
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Speaking of which, both he and Cyd got promotions recently! Cyd is now a Project Leader at the laboratory, while Porthos now works as a rescue pet at the local hospital. Though this means our poor little pup has a night shift now. We've been lavishing attention on him when he's not napping to make up for it.
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The extra money will certainly help with the baby. We've had a new nursery built, and expanded some of the house a bit more. I also took the opportunity to upgrade a few appliances. Only the best for our little one.
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Though the room only just got done in time. To be fair, I wasn't expecting to go into labor in our front yard in the middle of the night! Neither was poor Cyd, who had no idea what to do.
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But, fortunately, everything went as it should, and I brought our new little one into the world. We've named him Ernest. So far, he looks the most like me, being covered in fur.
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I'm just -- I'm so happy. When Dr. Klein died and Marty was taken away, I thought for sure I'd lost all my family forever. Now look at me -- I'm a wife and a mother. It's all so perfect. Now, if only I could be sure of Marty getting a proper family. . . .
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A question to consider for another time -- Ernest is calling me. Coming, darling!
 
 
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Welcome To Eureka
28 January 2011 @ 07:40 pm
August 25th, 1903
88 Brown Way


Dear Diary,
Well, we're finally back home again. It was a wonderful vacation, to be sure. We'll have to see if we can save up and take another trip in the future.
Again, I find I rather let myself down by not keeping an up-to-date chronicle of our adventures, so allow me to rectify that now. First off, Holden made good on his promise to take me to a spa. There's a charming little place on the beach called Whitesand Hot Springs.
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As you can guess, the main attraction are the mineral baths made possible by the hot springs. Holden and I enjoyed a lovely soak.
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I also got a wonderful hot stones massage. I actually asked how to learn it -- the masseuse was happy to teach me (for a fee of course). Oh, it was simply divine. I have to get a massage table for the house, once we've earned enough to expand a bit more.
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Holden did a little treasure-hunting while we were there -- he only unearthed an interesting rock, though. Ah well.
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Our last hours of vacation were spent taking a final dip on the hotel pool. Once we have the funds, I want to see about having one constructed for our house. I'd never realized just how nice having a pool is before now.
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But, all too soon, it was time to come back home.
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Still, for all that our vacation was wonderful, it is rather nice to get home and be able to sleep in our own bed, and not have to pay more than grocery costs for food.
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And it's certainly not like we don't have a plethora of wonderful items to remind us of the trip. I smile whenever I look at all our trinkets lined up on the shelves.
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Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to practice my yoga. That's the one trouble with vacations -- you get behind on your skill building. Ah well, we'll catch up fast now that we're completely refreshed.
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Welcome To Eureka
31 December 2010 @ 06:52 pm
August 20th, 1903
Blossom Wood Hotel


Dear Diary,
Goodness, Holden and I have been busy on our tour. When we left those scant few days ago, I hardly believed we'd be doing so much!
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I haven't even gotten a chance to write. No matter -- I'll do what I can to catch up. Twikki Island has been a treat for the senses. Even our hotel, though on the smaller and cheaper side, is beautiful.
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Holden and I have a lovely room on the ground floor. We've taken advantage of the room service a number of times -- I have to say, I enjoy eating out. Even if I'm not technically out.
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The bed isn't quite as comfortable as our own bed, but we've been making do. It's nice enough for -- our purposes.
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There's actually plenty to do at the hotel itself -- a man comes by regularly to offer hula lessons to the tourists. Holden and I took a lesson our first day here. It proved to be quite easy to learn -- I'm looking forward to showing my friends at home how it's done.
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There's also a pool that's open all day and night! Holden and I decided to try an early-morning dip one day. It really was lovely -- the water was just the right temperature.
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(Though I could have done without the water in my ears.)
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All in all, it's been a wonderful trip so far. The only glitch we've had is our shower breaking down our second day here. Holden managed to fix it pretty quickly, however, and management said they'd take a few dollars off the bill for our trouble, so it's all good.
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Oooh, I can't wait for tomorrow morning, so we can go see the rest of the sights! Holden says he wants to take me to an island spa, which sounds lovely. I'm so excited!
 
 
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Welcome To Eureka
18 December 2010 @ 06:58 pm
Mad Hill Valley, 121 Lloyd Road
August 28th, 1903
11:45 P.M.


Progress to Goals:
1. Finish crafting Servo. Roughly 75% complete. Making a fully-autonomous robotic organism is hard work.
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I'm actually very glad I took the opportunity to subscribe to "D.I.Y. Magazine." It's provided me with a lot of helpful hints and shortcuts. (Plus it's just plain interesting to see what other people have built.)
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2. Maximize knowledge of logic via stargazing, chess playing, and related pursuits. 100% completion! I finally felt it all click together while I was stargazing earlier! Perhaps now I can finally convince my employers I'm due for a promotion.
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3. Increase knowledge of all other skills. Probably around 60% complete. It's a bit hard to say -- I know I need to seriously work on athletic skills, but I'm doing pretty well with cooking and cleaning.
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Not much else to say about my life currently. The weather has been extremely cold lately -- it's been snowing on and off for the past week. (Confusing some of the local fauna, incidentally -- I'd swear to Newton I saw BUTTERFLIES fluttering about in the flurries the other day.)
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It's been a good week to stay in, work on the robot and my skills, and amuse myself with magazines. ". . .And Microphones" is actually a fairly fascinating publication. Their recent article on the sound waves produced by varying types of guitar was very thorough.
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Not that I'm a complete shut-in -- I still talk to Melody regularly, and my friend Jeannie called me up just the other day. Turns out she's an editor on the magazine, saw my name on the new mailing list, and wanted my opinion. She's quite the nice conversationalist.
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Still, my driving passion as of late is my robot, so. . . .

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Welcome To Eureka
03 December 2010 @ 05:05 pm
August 10th, 1903

Dear Diary,
I can barely believe it. I never thought it was possible. After so long in trying, I was ready to give up. And now --
I'm pregnant!
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I've only just started showing. I had some suspicions beforehand, though. I didn't really think a that someone as good at cooking as I am could really get food poisoning.
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Cyd's really excited. He can't wait to become a daddy. I'm so glad he convinced me that this was worth a try!
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It does mean, however, that I'll be out of work for a while (I don't know exactly how long -- do I have a human's gestational period, or a dog's? Or something in-between?). And we do have to expand the house to accommodate the little one. Fortunately, my work DOES provide maternity leave pay (and there's nothing in there that allows them to discriminate against constructs, either), and Cyd still has his job. And he recently got an opportunity to teach at one of the local schools for a hefty pay raise, so that's good.
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And there's Porthos's job as well, which will bring in extra cash. Cyd recently taught him how to roll over after hearing it was a skill he needed to advance. I don't why, but Porthos seemed to enjoy the lesson, so. . . .
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Porthos is behaving a little better these days. He's still a bit of a fussy eater, but he is eating. And we certainly have no complaints about his behavior in any other areas, so I think he'll be all right when the baby comes.
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(Though he won't be able to get away with sleeping in our bed much anymore, as I'll probably be in it most of the time. Being pregnant is oddly tiring.)
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Goodness, I'm hungry -- and I need a bath too. But Cyd's in the shower. . .Well, I can think of something. Time to close this entry.
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Welcome To Eureka
30 October 2010 @ 05:14 pm
July 20th, 1903
88 Brown Way


Dear Diary,
Just a rather quick entry today, as I have to get to bed. We finally managed to book our honeymoon vacation today -- we're going to Twikki Island. I'm quite excited -- not only will it be a wonderful break from this cold weather, there will be so much new flora and fauna to study! If, er, Holden and I ever leave the hotel. . . .
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Holden thought we needed new clothes for our trip, so he took a little walk over to the local clothing store today. He says it was a fruitful excursion -- he met up with his friend Melissa, and some lovely new clothes for us. Also a little surprise for me. He's such a dear.
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I must say, he has good taste. The clothes he picked out are appropriately summery. He looks so cute in his new blue-striped jacket.
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And I really love my new dress -- it's simple, yet elegant.
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I've been spending my time before I go studying skills. I feel like I've learned everything there is to know about mechanics, now.
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And I've been practicing yoga for fitness. I attempted my first one-handed headstand today, but -- well, maybe next time.
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I've also gotten to know Allison a little better. She's such a dear girl. I think it's a great shame that she's treated so badly by most of the town. Constructs should have the same rights as the rest of us.
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Though, as long as I'm writing of horrible people, I should mention that this woman named Ivy Copur has been pestering us. She keeps running off with our newspaper -- and worse, kicking over the garbage can!
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Holden says she's told him he betrayed all of "the normal people" by marrying me. Insolent wench. I'll fix her.
No, no, I shouldn't think of such things, at least not right now. We're going to be on vacation soon, and far away from her. Still, it just burns me up inside how some people can be so --
I'm going to go paint. That'll calm me down.
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Welcome To Eureka
23 October 2010 @ 04:13 pm
Mad Hill Valley, 121 Lloyd Road
July 27th, 1903
10:21 P.M.


Great Scott. I really am in love. For a while there, I never thought it would happen, but now. . . . Meadow's absolutely wonderful. She really is.
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Life is wonderful, really. Now if only work would proceed quicker on my latest project! I'm eager to see it up and running!
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Oh, and I ought to call that interesting woman I met at the bowling alley just before Meadow and I left. She had some interesting things to say. . . .
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Welcome To Eureka
11 October 2010 @ 04:33 pm
July 19th, 1903

Dear Diary,
I'm starting to worry a little about Porthos. Normally he's a very well-behaved dog, but lately he's suddenly been acting out in a most peculiar way. Specifically, he's been refusing to eat from his dog dish. It started when he started refusing to go to his old dish. He's a finicky sort of dog, so I decide to go ahead and get him a new, nicer dish. But he rarely eats from that one either. Instead he watches us when we cook, and begs for food.
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Cyd's happy enough to indulge him, but I'm more worried. He never showed any issues with eating before. It's not exactly an emergency yet -- when he gets hungry enough, he WILL eat from his dish. But it concerns me.
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I wonder if this has something to do with Cyd and I wanting to start a family. Maybe Porthos is acting out because he's worried about his place in the "pack." Perhaps I ought to spend a little more time with him, try to reassure him.
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Well, at least it isn't all bad news lately. My friend Joe Carr stopped by the other day to see how we were doing. He and Cyd took an instant liking to each other. Joe even offered to introduce Cyd to one of his friends!
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And he told me he had a wedding present for us that would be delivered by the end of the week! I really am lucky to have friends that don't care that I'm a construct. After so much fear and anger, it's nice to be treated like just a person by so many.
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Well, I should really get back to my painting. Cyd and I have been fetching some nice prices for our work lately. And of course, later. . . (Not before I play with Porthos, though. Just in case.)
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Welcome To Eureka
25 September 2010 @ 05:27 pm
Biff Harold Tannen, born to Mr. Bartholomew Tannen and Mrs. Sandy Tannen at 6:00 A.M. July 19th.
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Mr. Tannen is an Executive Chef at Cuisine By Gale, while Mrs. Tannen is a Vice President at SimEureka Incoporated. The happy couple accept any and all donations.
 
 
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