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Jan. 8th, 2004 11:23 amStill have a cold. *grrr* I probably won't be able to meet Demi and V. tonight, unless they want to come here (HAHA. Yeah, right).
*sigh* Anyway, here's my entry on this week's topic from
theatrical_muse.
Muse: Spot
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Word count: 179
Is there ever a good reason to get blinding drunk?
Since I've already written about my rather unpleasant experience with alcohol (see here for further details), let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time there was a starship called Enterprise. The crew of said starship got infected by a strange virus-y thing that made people act as if they were drunk. Blind drunk.
All sort of odd things happened: the chief engineer turned into a depressed, snivelling mess, a teenage boy took over the ship, the captain started playing doctor and nurse with the doctor and the head of security had the irresistible urge to molest an android, which, in turn, started quoting Shakespeare in order to sound more human.
Luckily, they managed to find an antidote and lived happily ever after. It was a close call, though, because the ship was orbiting near a collapsing star and risked being hit by a huge chunk of space detritus.
So, the moral is: if you want to get blindly drunk, go ahead and do it, but don't complain when you wake up with a meteorite on your head.
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I'm almost done with the Snape/Lupin fic for the fest, I've sent the edited version to my beta and, hopefully, I'll be able to send it to the webmaster in a day or two.
*sneezes*
Damn cold.
*sigh* Anyway, here's my entry on this week's topic from
Muse: Spot
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Word count: 179
Is there ever a good reason to get blinding drunk?
Since I've already written about my rather unpleasant experience with alcohol (see here for further details), let me tell you a story.
Once upon a time there was a starship called Enterprise. The crew of said starship got infected by a strange virus-y thing that made people act as if they were drunk. Blind drunk.
All sort of odd things happened: the chief engineer turned into a depressed, snivelling mess, a teenage boy took over the ship, the captain started playing doctor and nurse with the doctor and the head of security had the irresistible urge to molest an android, which, in turn, started quoting Shakespeare in order to sound more human.
Luckily, they managed to find an antidote and lived happily ever after. It was a close call, though, because the ship was orbiting near a collapsing star and risked being hit by a huge chunk of space detritus.
So, the moral is: if you want to get blindly drunk, go ahead and do it, but don't complain when you wake up with a meteorite on your head.
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I'm almost done with the Snape/Lupin fic for the fest, I've sent the edited version to my beta and, hopefully, I'll be able to send it to the webmaster in a day or two.
*sneezes*
Damn cold.