From the Journal of Emmett Brown
Mad Hill Valley, 121 Lloyd Road
May 30th, 1903
11:23 P.M.
Well, it's been a busy few days, getting settled into my new home. Nothing was damaged during the move, luckily, and the house itself is very well built, if a touch small. (And lacking a kitchen sink -- I'm forced to do my dishes in the bathroom.)
Ah well, it's only me at the moment. I can worry about additions if and when my love life takes a turn for the better.
Most of my time has been spent studying -- in particular, cooking. I don't have a chef to rely on for my meals anymore, after all, and I don't have the funds to go out to restaurants. That's the one bad thing about this house -- buying it ate up a lot of my savings. I've been living off mostly grilled cheese and the like to conserve grocery money.
I've also been tinkering with a few robots -- not many, since I don't have the funds for much raw material. But selling the completed products does keep me in bread and cheese money. And hopefully I can unlock that final badge soon.
My social life has taken a bit of an upswing -- my first day here, I was greeted by a welcome wagon of a few of my neighbors. (Well, sort of -- they live in Eureka proper.) The first man, Jack Carter, and I got along pretty well. Though he did seem rather nervous when I told him about my degree from Trans Poly U. I suspect fear of Madboys is deeply ingrained into our society. I'll have to be on my guard for vandals.
The woman of the group was quite interesting. Allison Jones is a construct -- a dog/human hybrid. I've never met a construct before, and we had an enjoyable discussion about her life. People still view most constructs as subhuman, which is annoying. A person can't help their birth. If I ever manage to create a sentient robot, I want him to have full rights. At least Allison has beaten the system in one way -- it's rare for constructs to get married. Though I wonder what would happen if she and her husband Cyd had kids?
I didn't really get a chance to talk to the third fellow, Benjamin something-or-other -- he was too fascinated by my bass to care much about me. Well, whatever.
Also, just this afternoon, I got a call from Mackenzie. Turns out she's graduating soon and wanted to get some of her old friends together on an outing. I was only too happy to join, and later that evening found myself at Twin Pines Mall with her friends.
She's certainly popular -- I only knew a few of the people there. Feeling a bit -- socially anxious, perhaps -- I limited my contact mostly to Emma, Meadow, and Mackenzie herself. Though maybe I should have made more of an effort to get to know Benjamin or "Mr. Big" -- meeting Jack reminded me I need more male friends.
Even with my shyness, it turned out to be a pretty fun get-together. We spent a good amount of our time in the coffee shop, sipping the local brews and chatting up our fellow customers. (Incidentally, how much caffeine do they PUT in that coffee? Almost midnight and I'm still wide awake.)
We also visited the other stores for a bit -- Emma found herself quite taken with the birds in the pet shop, while I gave into temptation and spent a little money on a new outfit. Well, not a little money, $200! A bit much for a new suit and coat, don't you think? It's not as if they have to be sewn by hand anymore!
Still, all in all, it was good to see Mackenzie, Emma, and Meadow again. Hopefully I can look forward to seeing them at Emma's upcoming wedding.
Of course, a wedding means I'll have to probably purchase yet another outfit. Emma mentioned it was going to be formal. Thank God I found a good job. I still can't quite believe it -- an electronics company in the western part of the city was advertising for a "time travel consultant!" I applied immediately and was accepted tonight! I'm happy, but I can't help but wonder what in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton they need one for. Hmmm.
A mystery for another day. If they do have unethical uses in mind, I can deal with it once I have control of the space-time continuum. Right now, I have reports of UFO activity to catch up on.
Emmett Brown
May 30th, 1903
11:23 P.M.
Well, it's been a busy few days, getting settled into my new home. Nothing was damaged during the move, luckily, and the house itself is very well built, if a touch small. (And lacking a kitchen sink -- I'm forced to do my dishes in the bathroom.)
Ah well, it's only me at the moment. I can worry about additions if and when my love life takes a turn for the better.
Most of my time has been spent studying -- in particular, cooking. I don't have a chef to rely on for my meals anymore, after all, and I don't have the funds to go out to restaurants. That's the one bad thing about this house -- buying it ate up a lot of my savings. I've been living off mostly grilled cheese and the like to conserve grocery money.
I've also been tinkering with a few robots -- not many, since I don't have the funds for much raw material. But selling the completed products does keep me in bread and cheese money. And hopefully I can unlock that final badge soon.
My social life has taken a bit of an upswing -- my first day here, I was greeted by a welcome wagon of a few of my neighbors. (Well, sort of -- they live in Eureka proper.) The first man, Jack Carter, and I got along pretty well. Though he did seem rather nervous when I told him about my degree from Trans Poly U. I suspect fear of Madboys is deeply ingrained into our society. I'll have to be on my guard for vandals.
The woman of the group was quite interesting. Allison Jones is a construct -- a dog/human hybrid. I've never met a construct before, and we had an enjoyable discussion about her life. People still view most constructs as subhuman, which is annoying. A person can't help their birth. If I ever manage to create a sentient robot, I want him to have full rights. At least Allison has beaten the system in one way -- it's rare for constructs to get married. Though I wonder what would happen if she and her husband Cyd had kids?
I didn't really get a chance to talk to the third fellow, Benjamin something-or-other -- he was too fascinated by my bass to care much about me. Well, whatever.
Also, just this afternoon, I got a call from Mackenzie. Turns out she's graduating soon and wanted to get some of her old friends together on an outing. I was only too happy to join, and later that evening found myself at Twin Pines Mall with her friends.
She's certainly popular -- I only knew a few of the people there. Feeling a bit -- socially anxious, perhaps -- I limited my contact mostly to Emma, Meadow, and Mackenzie herself. Though maybe I should have made more of an effort to get to know Benjamin or "Mr. Big" -- meeting Jack reminded me I need more male friends.
Even with my shyness, it turned out to be a pretty fun get-together. We spent a good amount of our time in the coffee shop, sipping the local brews and chatting up our fellow customers. (Incidentally, how much caffeine do they PUT in that coffee? Almost midnight and I'm still wide awake.)
We also visited the other stores for a bit -- Emma found herself quite taken with the birds in the pet shop, while I gave into temptation and spent a little money on a new outfit. Well, not a little money, $200! A bit much for a new suit and coat, don't you think? It's not as if they have to be sewn by hand anymore!
Still, all in all, it was good to see Mackenzie, Emma, and Meadow again. Hopefully I can look forward to seeing them at Emma's upcoming wedding.
Of course, a wedding means I'll have to probably purchase yet another outfit. Emma mentioned it was going to be formal. Thank God I found a good job. I still can't quite believe it -- an electronics company in the western part of the city was advertising for a "time travel consultant!" I applied immediately and was accepted tonight! I'm happy, but I can't help but wonder what in the name of Sir Isaac H. Newton they need one for. Hmmm.
A mystery for another day. If they do have unethical uses in mind, I can deal with it once I have control of the space-time continuum. Right now, I have reports of UFO activity to catch up on.
Emmett Brown