Giving fucking thanks

[sharpestscalpel]

Yesterday was goddamn Thanksgiving. I always fucking forget about it with the whole fucking stardate thing instead of regular calendars. Goddamn fucking 'Fleet messing up a perfectly adequate method of keeping shitting track of the time of year.

Any goddamn way.

Fucking Thanksgiving.

Replicated turkey is bullshit so I don't fucking eat it. But I had a little something left over from the last away mission that I cooked up over a flame in the lab. BBQ. Nothing fucking like it even if it ain't goddamn fucking traditional.

Mama always did make us count our fucking blessings. So I guess this year I'm goddamn thankful for the following shit-sucking items:

Fucking space, man
The parathyroid glands
These shit-kicking boots what got me out of fucking trouble at that one base
The old family place back in Georgia
The amygdala
Pointy ears
The fucking ship learning a new goddamn song because the other one was getting fucking old
Lube
Hot sauce and scrambled eggs
Romulan porn
The fucking surrealists
Post-goddamn-modernism
Edith Quimby, PhD
Franz Stangl
Crepes
Maker's Mark
Jazz from the old-Earth 1920s

I could fucking go on but this kind of sappy bullshit is making me want to puke.

Comments

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

You're disgusting. Your entire universe and worldview make me want to puke. I can't believe these people can stand you.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Fuck you too, in your goddamn face, then.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Have you even heard of protesting too much? I'm ashamed that you're me. I mean, even more than before.

Damn it, I told Chapel I'd be nice to you. I'm sorry I mistrust you from the bottom of my gut, all right?

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

He appears to be running circles around you with Babylights, I'll give him that much. This rate, you'll never find out about her fucking underpants.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

I have no unprofessional interest in Nurse Chapel, nor she in me. The point is, therefore, moot.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Spoken like a man who has her firmly in his spank-bank and is more interested in his fucking imagination than the goddamn reality.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

You're not a stupid man. But you've got no idea what you're talking about, here.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Why don't you tell me? Give me some education, Golden Boy.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

It's very simple. And I've told you already. I'm not interested in Chapel. She's not interested in me. Is that so hard to understand?

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

I just think you're fucking limiting your options and I suspect it's goddamn out of shitting duty more than lack of fucking appreciation.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't deny that, in spirit. I don't think anyone's truly aware of the amount of sex I turn down. Duty's a bitch, Scruffy, but it's also my choice.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Long as you're the one making your fucking choices, ain't my place to goddamn judge, I guess. Funny, though, how you're all fucking around (with the open communication) on your boys but you still draw lines with your own crew.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

Well, if you're interested, I'll tell you. I don't deny my policy has altered somewhat. I counted my whole crew pretty much off-limits--my own regulation, not Starfleet's. But something happened when we came here, and I couldn't deny any longer that I wanted this. I haven't worked out, yet, just how it's going to work when we get back. But I know it's not casual and that we can make it work somehow. And that's different from flings with my crew, and that block is still somewhat in place. Maybe it's habit, but I'll probably be glad of it once we get back.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

You're a goddamn man of fucking principle, I'll give you fucking that.

[original-fine.livejournal.com]

I am.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Oh...Jim. I should have warned you.

Please, don't pay attention to anything he says. He only acts this way to provoke people.

If he upsets you too much, promise me you'll just walk away, won't you? He's not worth it.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Aw, Babylights, you're a mighty harsh woman.

I do like that.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

I notice you didn't deny that it's true.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Why, I'd never lie to you, Babylights.

That softlighting is mighty appealing, after all.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

I still don't understand what this softlighting is supposed to be, but...thank you. I suppose.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

Makes you look all lovely and glowy. Like you just need a good fucking spanking.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

I can take care of myself, Christine. But I appreciate your concern.

I hope he's not bothering you.

[headnursechapel.livejournal.com]

Just be aware of what you're getting into, Jim.

And...well. Nothing I can't handle, I hope.

[gold-ambition.livejournal.com]

We'll look out for each other, then. Thank you. I feel better, knowing you're looking out for me.