Todd plays rugby. He started practice today. I’m going to see a lot less of him in the weeks to come. I’ll probably be pretty lonely, but I haven’t seen Todd this excited in months.
My friend Blynne told me about the ruins of Muvidor.
He said that where Astro City is today, there was once an underground city known as Muvidor. They built Astro City right on top of it’s ruins.
He want to explore the ruins. That sounds fun but dangerous. I’m not sure if I want to go.
Todd and I went to a baseball game. I can’t imagine what the game must have been like in the old days when they played in Earth gravity.
We drank cheap beer, and ate hotdogs, and watched the players break out into fights. It was a great afternoon.
Todd apologized for yelling at me yesterday. He said he was mad about other stuff and was taking it out on me.
I’m glad he isn’t mad anymore. Since I came to the moon, he’s been my best friend.
I got into a fight with Todd today. He got really mad at me when I said that I missed being on Earth. He said that if I didn’t want to be here, there were many others who would be glad to take my place.
I told him I liked the moon, but he wasn’t listening.
When I first got to the moon, I expected a lot of cowboys riding their giant spiders, causing a ruckus, and picking fights with the moon scientists.
It turns out the moon isn’t like that.
Today I had to ride the train to another facility on the dark side of the moon.
I like the train. I like observing the cross section of people that end up being crammed into a single car. For instance, today I sat next to a man who muttered to himself continually in a language I could not identify, and who smelled vaguely like urine. Weirdly, I did enjoy the experience.
Something amazing happened today. I was walking in the forest today by myself when I saw a moonicorn!
I had always heard that they were mythical, but there it was, drinking from a brook. It let me get close enough to rub its horn, before it galloped off.
I think he liked me because I am a virgin.
Here on the moon we get the news from Earth once a month. We get a big bundle of thirty or so newspapers.
For most of us, it is an explosion of news, an information bomb. Not for Todd, though. He paces himself. He just reads one paper a day. He says he’s a month out of synch with Earth.
I got a letter from my mom today.
She said I must hate her her a lot if I felt the need to leave the planet, and that I was wasting my life harvesting moondust.
Being mean is how my mom says “I love you.”
Todd has a girlfriend on Earth named Mandy. He wants to propose to her.
I don’t understand why he’s not on Earth if he has love like that. He said he loves mandy but he loves the moon more.
He said she understands.
The best thing in my life is my cat. His name is Rufus. I brought him with me from Earth.
He loves the moon. He goes exploring all the time. Some times he’ll disappear into the mountains for days on end, but he usually comes back with a present for me.
The moon has some big rodents.
Tonight I went on my date with Greeta. We had a nice time. After ice cream, we went to a hover-in movie theater. They were showing Forbidden Planet.
She really seemed to like me, but said we should “stay just friends.” I think she’s worried what people would think about her dating an Earthian.
So it goes.
I found out that the robot that went crazy yesterday was named C.H.E.T. They say that he was a good guy who caught a bad virus. They say that what happened wasn’t his fault.
Poor Bill has to call C.H.E.T.’s family on Earth and let them know what happened. I didn’t even know robots had families.
Work was crazy today! One of the robots went berserk!
It’s eyes kept flashing red, and it kept saying “Kill all humans,” over and over again.
Poor Sarah lost a leg before Bill was able to put it down. I don’t understand why whirring buzzsaw hand modules are standard robot issue.
I called Greeta. Todd told me not to. He said that everyone knows that you’re supposed to wait three days before calling a girl.
Perhaps I am a desperate fool, but Greeta said she would be glad to get astronaut ice cream with me on Friday. I am excited. I don’t date much.
Todd and I went parasailing today. It was fun. We met a couple of Moonians our age at the beach.
Moonian girls are so cute. I wish Earthian girls were purple.
One of the girls we met gave me her number. Her name is Greeta.
I was talking to a Moonian girl named Lindee. She told me that Moonians have no word for love. When I asked her how they mated on the moon she got very confused.
Conversely, Earthians have no word for Frune.
It is always nighttime here. Some of the Moonians look down on me, because I am from Earth. Moonian TV is low budget and has much hotter women than Earth TV.
It’s not worse than Earth, exactly, I just miss Earth stuff.
I was out hiking today when I saw a moon falcon. Al least I think it was a moon falcon. It looked to have a twenty foot wingspan.
I hear that they eat people, but damn, what a sight!
The moon is not like Earth. There is strange music all around, drifting across the ether. Strange moonian dirges and sweet uptempo dischord abound.
I would like to meet the sylphs who play these melodies, but I’m not sure where to look for them. I think Todd said they live in a free-music commune somewhere northeast of here.
My R.E.M. tapes go unplayed.