I don't know why I bother. This time I turned it on just in time to see some alien using... well... I guess you'd call it her "Lesbian Powers" to overcome the busty first officer. It's just plain too much, this show us utter crap. They might as well cast Pamela Anderson as the new officer on the crew and have her jump around a lot. Or lose gravity on the ship, so the twins would jiggle all around. Gene Roddenberry would be proud.

I dreamt last night about library sex thanks to reading this blog. I was trying to get in to check out a book, but they were closing, and the cute guy closing up sort of cornered me and kissed me and said to wait a minute and he could help me out. (wink wink nudge nudge) Somehow I was inside the library, but it was in the "residential wing" where all the librarians live together. These women were walking around getting ready for bed, and I was missing my pants for some reason, and I kept trying to sneak around corners and evade detection.

I am in a cranky fucking mood. I don't want to do anything but sleep. I should go work out tomorrow when I get home. Maybe that will help shake the funk. I have no good reason to be in a bad mood. Lots of little reasons. And, yes, I'm back here after only two months. Last time the shitty mood was derailed in about 10 days. God, I hope this one doesn't last as long.