(no subject)
Nothing of importance has occured today...True, I am still preocupied by my searching of the universe for my darling Edwina Redding--my invented nickname for Code Red; all those years of keeping secrets have led to quite a many little habits, which fortunately or unfortunately have not yet gone away and continue to linger...including the innocuous one of giving clue-ish names to near everyone and everything I see or know. Personally, I like to think of myself as being a one 'Orson Marshall'. Orson and Edwina...hm, well, they sort of go together, I suppose...
But enough about myself...I wonder if there are any other fellow members of the Decepticon faction out there within these far and lonely expanses of space...Barring any of their company or presence, or if there truly are no others out there, I suppose then that there will always be the occasional bounty hunters to converse with, though I do suspect that such conversation will more than likely lead to...well, actually, ultimately lead to rather...unpleasant themes, or the like. But of course, who am I to judge? Really now, for all I may be aware of, there very well could be some rather nice freelancers out there, somewhere.
Still, it really would not hurt to have a bit of reciprocating chatter around here; well, at least until I spy that ship with my lively, lovely sweetheart onboard...Oh, my darling Eddie...soon, darling, soon.
But enough about myself...I wonder if there are any other fellow members of the Decepticon faction out there within these far and lonely expanses of space...Barring any of their company or presence, or if there truly are no others out there, I suppose then that there will always be the occasional bounty hunters to converse with, though I do suspect that such conversation will more than likely lead to...well, actually, ultimately lead to rather...unpleasant themes, or the like. But of course, who am I to judge? Really now, for all I may be aware of, there very well could be some rather nice freelancers out there, somewhere.
Still, it really would not hurt to have a bit of reciprocating chatter around here; well, at least until I spy that ship with my lively, lovely sweetheart onboard...Oh, my darling Eddie...soon, darling, soon.