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Got word back from base today. Slated to leave on the next supply train. Hopefully this one won't blow up on me, huh?

Letter from the Dean came a couple days ago - seems they'd want me to teach some kinda little seminar series in the evenings, like a mini-class type thing. I don' really know about that. Wasn' ever much good at public speaking. Still, might be all right, I guess - oughta be at least a couple smart kids in there. Dunno. HQ says it oughta be okay long as I don' mention the base or technologies or basically anythin' about the job here. Betcha anythin' all they'll wanna hear about's Fermi anyhow.

S'about all I got. Been spendin' a lot of time on the roof lately. More I think about leavin' base, more I feel cooped up sittin' around here. I feel bad, what with Scout jus' gettin' back, but - hell. I gotta get away for a bit. Can't think right. It's all too close together here. Can't keep no secrets from anybody, can't get away.

Still, I ain't exactly lookin' forward to leavin'. We'll see how it goes. Might work in a couple entries while I'm there.