January 3, 2363

We spent the day on Luna yesterday, and we're on our way back to the station we're based out of now. I was actually pleasantly surprised with how the visit to Travis' family came out. I certainly didn't expect to get my own little one person fan club in the form of a five year old girl, but clearly Grace thinks I'm awesome.

Travis says his mother and sisters like me, the rest of the family was snarky as usual and most comments involved the word alien and should be ignored. I seem to have impressed his friends. Most of them were certain I would skewer Sam alive, and Travis says the report that I don't bother skewering anything that pathetic, I let them figure out they should commit ritual suicide, went over well. Also, Sam seemed sad that he missed the display I drug Travis into, I suppose he'd hoped he'd get to see the floor show if he didn't get the private screening. petaQ.

I did warn Travis that I did not want to see that man again. He said that shouldn't be hard to do, most everyone's getting tired of his crap anyways, and it was really poor form how he was just so blatant about his attempt to pick me up at the party. I also found out my guess was right, his ex Jessica had cheated on him with Sam.

Travis almost forgot to grab a couple of the masters so we could show them to Kang, but I reminded him at the last minute. He grabbed a couple of the Nightwish albums. Unfortunately, we didn't have enough room to bring the record player and the records he made from the masters, so we'll have to wait until we show them to Kang to be able to listen again, but I'm looking forward to it.

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