I've finally finished cleaning up the botany lab. Now that the pollen's effects on me have subsided, I can't even believe what I did to my lab. I am mortified. It's like a flower massacre happened-at my hands! Recent events are still a bit blurry in my mind, but since people have been leaving piles of flower crowns outside of my door, I haven't ( Read more... )

As many of you have noticed, there have been some strange behavioral issues among the crew lately. I suspect it may be caused by the pollen of a plant specimen in my lab-the thumos plant from Panas X-that recently began blooming. I have quarantined the plant, and the remaining pollen is currently being filtered out of the air. I have sent samples ( Read more... )

I've been feeling FREAKING AWESOME really great lately, and for the life of me, I can't figure out why. Honestly, I don't really care why. I've never felt so excited about, well, EVERYTHING! No inhibition, no awkward self-consciousness. If something is wrong with me, maybe I don't want to fix it. Maybe that's irrational, but maybe I like feeling ( Read more... )

I always enjoyed springtime on Earth. Seems like everything comes back to life. Plants, animals, people-everything changes when Nature flips the switch. In space, it's a little different. It really only happens in the botany lab, which simulates seasonal cycles for the plants, and Nature (AKA Mr. Sulu) actually does flip a switch. I have to stagger ( Read more... )

After Miss Chapel's sighting of a strange furry creature in her quarters, I just had to find out if that was what I'd seen during my less-than-successful hunt. So, desperate for validation, I opened the wall access panel and laid a trap to lure one of the creatures into my quarters. It was just a primitive box-and-stick trap, and I provided some ( Read more... )

It's really late. I may just be hearing things. Pipes and stuff expanding and contracting. I live in a complex piece of machinery, so naturally, there are all kinds of cogs and crap making noise... Except I've never heard this one before. At least not on a starship. It's like something scrambling inside the walls, irregular and frantic. Organic. I ( Read more... )