Jan 19, 2006 11:42
Confused, nervous. Slowly Sheila started to enter the words in her systems into the database, trying to clear her processors.
Surprised, I guess. That's how I feel. Excited, but mostly nervous. This is a...massive change, and I can't help but feel anxious about it. Dick knows what he is doing, though, and I trust him completely. He wouldn't hurt me!
She paused for a moment before inscribing her final thought.
I hope I am still able to do this.
She stored the data into her hard drive, placing it with the other things that were to be moved with her, and turned on her music, hoping to find some consolation.
unhackable,
private journal