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I will be away for the next few three to four days. Anyone who Those who need me know how to best contact me.

I suppose I should announce that I'm a member of the legion of people in...unexpected circumstances.

Things keep going like this and I'm gonna have a stroke before the year's up.

So I had this absolutely awesome idea.

Internet Care Bears.

We could have Troll Bear, Nyan Bear, and of course 2Bears1Cup.

I will be spending the weekend in recovery from the semester's end rush. After that, I will find myself with an abundance of time on my hands. I think I'd like to take up a new hobby.

[Kirk]
You asked me about helping with your spaceship quite some time ago. I will now be able to help in whatever fashion you'd like me to.

[Uhura]
I would very much like to take you to dinner soon. And perhaps you'd like to come over sometime this weekend? I would not force my cooking upon you, but we could order food and watch movies, if you like that sort of thing. (Is inviting you over in such a fashion a suitable move for our current relationship status?)

As the end of the semester approaches, I am filled with something like happiness. I have forgotten what it's like to have free time.

[Kirk]
How was Las Vegas?

Contrary to what some members of this network may believe, The FBI does, in fact, know what you are doing at work.

We also know when you do it, who you do it with, and, oh yes, exactly what you've told these people, and exactty what their backgrounds are.

In the interests of ensuring your discretion, and because IT refuses to play Cybernanny, someone here has been dispatched to make sure you people don't blow everything.

As for the rest of you?

I'm watching.

I love Vegas!

I knew it was too good to last. Heading out town for a week or so, which figures. Business trips never time themselves for convenience.

Any spots I just have to see in Spain? Never been myself.

Tali
It isn't going to be for long, I promise.

Fact: FBI briefings are twenty times more unbearable with a hangover.

I've reached my quota for stupid today.

One of these days, I'll get to come to a new place and not spend the first few days dying because of jetlag. That'll be nice.

I packed the wrong lunch today. I didn't really want spaghetti, but if I go to the cafeteria and try to trade I'm pretty sure they'll kick me right out.

Think I should risk it?

Sorry I disappeared. I've been away for a while. I was busy with some piloting work and it ended up they were filming in another country. I got the call late in the evening and didn't have time to let anyone know. I had to hop a plane really early in the morning. Had a neighbor watching the place and taking care of the little monster.

Ended up that the previous pilot backed out for health reasons. It was really good pay and an assistant on set recommended me to the director and a producer. I guess I lucked out.

I'm back subbing an astronomy class at a local community college for a couple of days. It's good to be home.

Looks like there's some strange things that have been happening?

I guess that means things are normal. For here, anyway.

Well? I know now why I was in a wee spot of trouble in those dreams. Apparently mine are going in reverse.

( filtered to Kirk, Uhura, Spock, & Gaila )

That was a really rough night. I didn't get a wink of sleep after 2am. Must be something in the water again, what with all this stuff about people's dreams being on the valar net.

I called in today and I'm going to take some time for myself, ( to hang out with my friends Ben & Jerry. )

I've got a lot to think about.

On behalf of President Uhura and Vice-President Me - both (and only) members of the Gaila/Kirk Is Fired Club - we are writing to let you know that you have, indeed, been fired during our club name upgrade. Please refer to the beginning framework of our club's charter, which you can find: Here

We're sorry to have to let you go. If you have any complaints, please feel free to air them but realize that we may or may not reserve the right to point and have a laugh at you.

Have a fantastic day!

Sincerely,

M. Scott
Vice-President of G/KIFC

I told a lie today and it stuck. I think I can officially say this is the best day ever.

Anyone ever feel irrationally hurt over something really, really stupid? I adore computer programming. Its one of the few things that make me feel completely natural and normal. I don't get to do it enough and there's this project I really really enjoy but I feel like I'm not needed anymore.

Seems my unusual day wasn't the unique experience I thought it was.

Uhura, what are the chances of you grabbing dinner with me?

Feel free to be brutally honest. I've perfected puppy eyes for just these occasions.

So uhm. I apparently own a bar now. A certain someone decided he wanted to travel.

There will be redecorating!

And renaming. I'm thinking The Green Maid.

I'm so screwed.

I don't really know what to make of all the dreams.

For a bit of background, I do White Hat work. That basically means I get to legally hack into places to find their weak points. I love it. I get to break in, crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women. Ahem.

We just scored a really, really important client, and I get to be on that team.

This is going to be awesome.

You know what I really hate? Trees.

At first, that sounds insane, right? I mean, who hates trees? Well, I do. Why you ask? Because apparently I am the 1% and the 99% (which are trees) are staging a protest by occupying my lungs.

The metaphor is weak, but you see where I'm going with this. Allergies are the pits.

http://t.co/bKLuGhkw

Enjoy!

Birthday crises averted. Thank you for not doing anything. It's a stupid day. I hate that it falls on April Fool's. It's like the world has it out for me or something.

Hey, I need to talk to you about something. I had a really weird dream last night.

..Not the sort of dream I'm comfortable with. I mean I've had plenty of sex dreams its just who the SUBJECT of the sex dream was that is really bothersome.

Also I had body paint. That was weird.

...but this had me laughing. And everyone needs a good laugh, now and again. You know, before one finds themselves lost out in the wilderness with a bear gnawing on their skull, like it's made out of butterscotch candies.

Fair warning: This is likely not work-safe, due to language. Like you couldn't tell just from glancing at it, straight away. So put on your snuggie, curl up with a cup of tea in the comfort of your own homes, and enjoy!

( Vid under here! )

Hopefully it shows, or I've fouled up the interwebs, entirely.

As it seems the past few days have been dedicated to what can only be described as "hypothetical" questioning, I am now going to attempt to steer the community in a different direction. Polling.

How old is the average poster here? If you feel uncomfortable divulging your age, you may pick a range.

This is entering into that mystical category of ariing other people's personal problems online because I've honestly got no idea what to do to help some of them out and I dunno, I appreciate a lot of perspectives to keep me fresh or whatever you want to call it, so...We'll go with that.

There's a friend of mine from the pre-med days, Geoff. We still keep in touch despite the fact he's out in fuck knows where, doing fuck knows what now, and anyway, that doesn't really matter. What matters is, he's establishing himself in a new town, meeting the people and digging himself out of a rut, and he's made a lot of amazing friends and likes being around them when he's not working.

But, the thing is, my friend, Geoff, has started to get the idea that some of his friends are kind of leading him places he's not really sure he wants to be going. Don't get me wrong, he thinks they're amazing, even if he doesn't get their obsession with ponies fucking, but he's just a little worried about, you know, participating in some of the antics. Since it can get everybody into more trouble, and all.

And, well, he's like me, he's a doctor and all, and older than the ringleader of the little antics, bless his heart, and isn't sure if he should be playing along because his job is kind of high stress, or if he ought to try controlling his friends or what.

And there's this amazing girl that my friend's met, and he's been getting the idea she wouldn't really approve of all of this....carousing that's going around and...

Anyway. My friend doesn't want to lose any of his friends, but he doesn't want to end up with them cut open on his ER table, or the side of a ditch either. Or to be there with them.

So, uh, what do I tell the guy?

Today was a good day. My new man in Greece is acclimating nicely, and I didn't have to terminate anyone.

The recluse was spying on me again. I fail to see what's so interesting about a man drinking wine and smoking on his patio. That recluse who's letting his talents go to waste is far more interesting, in my book.

It would be interesting to forward his location to certain parties with a genetic interest, but that shall have to wait, Leverage is on.

Jason said that I needed to take a break from all of my work and suggested I check this out. I admit I can see the appeal of it but I'll refrain from making a final decision on it until I'm more used to it.

So I watched Scotty rip an engine out of a hybrid, stick it in a robot, make it work, and then put it back. And make the hybrid run even better. I mean, I can rip an engine out and put it back and make it work, mostly, but to repurpose something like that? I can’t do that. But this man could, and he did.

And it gave me an idea. Maybe it’ll give me purpose, if he’s willing. And my idea is insane enough he just might agree. We’ll need others. A pilot at least.

Yeah, I think we can do this. I just need to be very convincing.

How do people actually live in this place? I haven't been in Orange County a year and I'm already bored. I guess that's what you get when you have Disneyland right down the street. Where is the action?

I was going through all of my notes and things, preparing for my lectures next week, and I guess I wasn't really paying attention like I should have been. Normally I like to go out and do this while grabbing some coffee somewhere, and Pavel is in his cage. I forget how zoned in I can get.

He was running around. I like to let him out of his cage whenever I'm home, and usually I keep an eye on him. He loves to cause trouble - he's a ferret - but it's usually never that bad. Knocking things on the floor over a few times, stuff like that.

He knocked over one of my plant stands and tasted some of the leaves. I really don't know if he ate them or just took a nip and a lick to see what it was, but... the plant is a mess, I can't tell for sure, and he's really not acting himself now.

I don't know if it's because I scolded him and locked him up after that, but he's really been down. I might have to take him to the vet, I really don't know what to do.

Poor Pavel. :(

I'm so careful about my plants, too, I try to keep any plants I'm not sure about away from him. And he isn't usually the eat leafy greens type, either. I'm probably worrying over nothing...

I had a good weekend. Made a couple friends, wrecked a bar. Got dumped. Or maybe I dumped her. It was sort of a mutual thing. With flying objects and broken glass. I've had better breakups. parking_brake of all people invited me into coffee. And then we went to a bar.

Its this place called Mad Dogs and Englishmen. It looks like someone put up some wood and opened a bar inside and then vomited all over the floor, but the whiskey is top notch and the bartender has a working flintlock.

So I was having a drinking contest with this Scottish dude and losing miserably, and I had the most perfect idea.

There was this big guy. Lets call him cupcake. Well cupcake has a mean right hook. Next thing you know, parking_brake was going all Jackie Chan on everyone, warp_speed was hitting things with abandon, and there were flying midgets.

This bar..this bar is best bar.

Has hot waitresses too!