Theresa "Terry" Kimball

[theresa]

THREAD LOG:

From Somewhere Else - Commander Vladik Fedorov
Wandering - First Lieutenant Heath Ellerton
Preparing For Launch - Commander Pesh'ewa
New Arrival - Commander Ryan Lawson
First Staff Meeting - Senior Staff
Work - Ensign Malia Odan
Third Star On The Right & Straight On Til Morning - Bridge Crew

PERSONAL LOG:

First Day - Entry 1

[theresa]

First Day

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It's my first day. It's been my first day for a while. It's almost ove'r, not quite, but almost. My, what a day it has been. Kay, taking a deep breathe now. Have to get my thoughts in order.

Woooo.

Just realized that I have no one to talk to like this, in this sor't of diary manner, like I can say everything, except for you. The computer. I mean, I like computers. I spent the last while wor'king on the prep to reprogram parts of you, computer. However, apparently, your voice is kind of off, and you aren't the greatest person for all of this. Because you aren't a real person and you can't reply. Mate, this, this is sad.

Ergh.

Right there. That's the first time I thought about Sam all of today, and yesterday, actually. I suppose that's good. Now it's kind of ter'rible. However, I'm not going to talk about it. I handled all of that. Time for happiness and sharing!

I met the first officer. I met the chief engineer. I met the security chief. There was a big staff meeting. Blah. The usual.

But I also met a hot marine!

Yes. Entir'ely the most important par't of this.

He's a cheeky bastard.

I like him.

Thus, no thinking about Sam. Life is good.

Truly, I'm grinning like a shot fox. Now, if only I could finally get rid of this bloody accent. Turns out the security chief is also Australian, from Brisbane. Nice bloke. He doesn't have an accent. At least I'm managing to keep the slang to this. Mostly.

Bleck.

Anyway, back to wor'k.

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