And who is this?

Huh… The house is dark…? Did the power go out?

I was thinking about planning a date for Claire and I. Hopefully something better than our last..

I keep coughing. I do detest being sick.

Where did you all come from…

I seriously have been unable to think these last few days. I’m up for an hour or two and then I crash again for hours. I can’t stay awake for the life of me.

Eugh.. I believe I’m falling ill again. Goodness, what is with my health recently ??

I hardly remember these last few days. I’ve been overwhelmed by some kind of sickness, that of which I’m still recovering from. Claire as well. I hope none of the kids caught whatever bug we had.

OH SHIT I FORGOT ABOUT CELESTE. OH GOD I HOPE CLARK FOUND HER. WHERE IS SHE.

I don’t remember how I got home. I don’t remember much of anything actually. Hm..

If I can get the other two Claires mad at me I’ll be 4/4 in fucking up the best relationship of my life. Haha!! I haven’t had a drink in… just about a week? Now’s a good of a time as any.

I really have ruined everything for so many people.

I slept longer than I meant to. I know there wasn’t a set time to pick Celeste up but she’s likely overstayed her welcome. I hope she hasn’t blown anything up.

I hope Celeste isn’t causing too many problems. I’m exhausted.

002: Lab equipment has been tampered with. I have a sneaking suspicion that the lock mechanism Claire and I implemented is no longer effective. We will have to try a new one.

There’s a fly in the lab. How did it get down here.

001: I’m not sure where to start. The graduation of memories that clash together are making less and less sense. I’m unable to sift between which are mine and which are implanted from the universe. Am I losing my mind?

If we’re sticking anyone in the basement it will be him.

I can only hope that little Dimitri isn’t stupid enough to hurt someone. I’ve got to get that taser from him.

If you told me last year that I would be taking care of multiple children I would have laughed in your face.

I wasn’t actually prepared for him to show up. Help.

Oh Jesus Christ. Get the basement ready.

Goodness I hope my younger self doesn’t show up. I don’t want to have to deal with him.

…pardon?

I am a man. I’m a man? I’m a man. Definitely. Yes. … Maybe.

Would Claire love me if I was a woman..?

Purely intellectual curiosity on my part. Just that.

??? Is everyone a woman now?? Am I a woman???

Pardon??? No, Claire is in the kitchen with.. Well, there’s another child here. I suppose we always have room for one more. I’ve been working, so I haven’t had the chance to see them yet.

I only seem to upset Claire with whatever I do. It’s a miracle she still wants to be around me. I certainly wouldn’t.

I returned from taking Randall, and Claire isn’t home. She’s allowed her autonomy, but she didn’t leave so much as a note. Pot calling kettle, I suppose, as I too left without a word.

Of course you may.

Clive introduced me to it, as a matter of fact.

I think, perhaps, I was a little unclear. Yes, they are my family. I meant in a more biological sense. I can hardly handle myself, I cannot imagine having to deal with a miniature version. I’m quite content with what I have at the moment.

I think, perhaps, that these late nights aren’t the best for my health. I’m feeling rather fatigued these days.

Honestly, the thought hadn’t much crossed my mind. Settling down and starting a family has never much appealed to me. I prefer an intellectual connection over a physical one either way. That is to say, such activities do not interest me. Theodore is enough for me.

Hello there, Flora!

Thank you very much! Personally, I find Claire much cuter than I, though I presume you mean that your find our relationship cute. I wouldn’t call myself ‘cute’.

Why, thank you, anonymous person inside of my phone. I love you too.

Hello, little Randall. I hope you’re going well!

Aha! I must admit, I don’t quite have the words to express my gratitude for this drawing. Such talent is remarkable. And the picture itself is very sweet. Thank you, sincerely.

I do not like what you’re implying here. I have not tampered with her memories. I do not appreciate such an accusation, and I do not take it lightly.

Hello. Perhaps I should reiterate once more that my name is Dimitri. D-I-M-I-T-R-I.

If only it were eyeshadow, my friend, and not the product of many sleepless nights. Then, I suppose, it would be ‘killer’.

I have decided to make a ‘strawpage’ upon request. dimitriallen.straw.page

…I cannot stop recalling the time Paul called me pretty. It made me feel odd. I believe it was the choice of words, rather than the fact that it was Paul himself saying them. Am I pretty? I’d hardly call myself conventionally attractive. I wouldn’t call myself attractive in any way. …pretty?

At least Theodore is happy.

I have a favor to ask of Claire, but I’m not certain how to word it. Not my Claire. The other one. I suppose they’re both my Claires. Just… God, this is confusing. It might actually be better to call her Celeste. Just to stop any confusion.

Haha.. I honestly don’t know what to do now.

Everyone keeps talking as if me and Mr. Layton (from the future) are one and the same. It is as off putting as it is flattering.