I don't fucking like you, how about that?

[sharpestscalpel]

I keep seeing this goddamn "I Like You" or some shit meme. Like anyone will catch the fucking Morrissey reference. I mean, motherfuck, that's some old Earth date 1980s shit there.

And I ain't all about this journal becoming nothing but memes and polls because that is bullshit.

But now I'm sitting here waiting for the regen unit to attach Ensign Fuckface Singer's fingers back on and I'm bored.

When are these fly-by-night pricks going to learn that Chekov will cut off your parts if you don't look sharp and keep your hands and arms inside the goddamn ride at all times?

Jesus fucking Christ on an anti-grav polo stick. The curls are not a goddamn sign of anything. Stop trusting the fucking curls.

Any shitting way:

You leave me a fucking comment, I'll tell you why you're a goddamn fuck face is what I'll tell you.

Well, I might also tell you why I like you - if I fucking like you, which I most likely do not. Or I'll tell you why you're interesting unless you bored the hell out of me.

In which case I will fucking tell you that.

Your goddamn comment better say something fucking nice about me, though.

Comments

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

What suggestions?

I'm a little worried now about what I might have said that you thought was a good idea.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

That poetry thing mostly.

Pretty much only that fucking poetry thing, actually.

Fucking forget I said anything.

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

Ah, okay.

I did really like that poem.

[sharpestscalpel.livejournal.com]

It was kind of goddamn fun to write.

You got any topic suggestions, I might try a-fucking-nother.

[rn-chapel.livejournal.com]

Someone told me once that all poetry is about sex, death or both. I think you kind've covered the first of those, so...

Alternatively, you seem to have a deep and potentially poetic appreciation of puppies.