I've been running around all day, from one project to another, and this latest mess
seven_of_nine has gotten herself into is just... well, it's beyond words. If it's not one thing with her, it's another. I swear, she thinks this ship revolves around her and that we're just here to do her bidding. And I could really do without her hitting on me all the time.
I've contained the vinculum in Engineering, but I'm detecting some type of organic species within, viral in nature, I believe. Just what we need -- a nice healthy dose of the Borg flu.
emh says it's a synthetic pathogen with the ability to attack technology.
I'm really thrilled about it being near my engines.
I had dinner with
harrykim, since
_tom_paris_ is still avoiding me. I can't help but start to take it personally.
seven_of_nine's Klingon impersonation is starting to look pretty good, actually. I know Tom goes through mood swings where sometimes he acts like he doesn't know me at all, but this -- this is ridiculous. I swear, he's asked
chakotay to assign him to shifts that purposely don't match up with mine. I asked
harrykim about it, but he doesn't want to get involved. In fact, I think
harrykim is still a little embarassed about getting lost on shoreleave.
I should sign off now and get some sleep and it's probably too much to expect for
_tom_paris_ to join me. I believe the Captain, Seven and the Doctor are going to Astrometrics; Seven has a theory of some kind. I'm going to put the vinculum into a containment field and hopefully that will keep those Borg germs away from my engines.