As much as I hate to admit it, things aren't going too hot. In fact, they really suck. I could almost make a list of our difficulties!
In fact I will.
1. Mopher Force Ghost Wilmey, after using his supernatural Force Ghost abilities to power our life support systems, is slowly de-evolving back into his former, lower self. I didn't exactly know that something like this could happen and I'm sorta vexed. Really vexed. Because... sheesh!...look at him! It's disgraceful! Who ever heard of a gopher as first mate?! But it's not like I can complain (to his face) because he just says something like really stupid like, "Shut your mouth, Kirk... I'm keeping you all alive!"
Anyway... evidently his power may run out any day now. If that happens, we'll all be dead. Hm. We better find that Khan soon.
2. And that leads me to our second little problem. Our little prank on the holodeck had some consequences. Like this holodeck Khan that somehow escaped from the holodeck. We've all had to live with for the last few days. What an egotistical jerk! If the real Khan is anything like that...! A few of the crew have been trying to lure him back into the holodeck so we can turn him off. No luck so far.
3. And now, our most recent difficulty. Qarl Qhan! Even out here in space, Qarl Qhan continues to suck away at the very lifeblood of the Republic. Like a greedy tic, growing, growing, growing, slowing stretching – expanding – always sucking the blood from behind the neck of a helpless puppy (and I'm not saying we're a helpless puppy!... we're more like a virile young mountain lion... or perhaps a cobra... a nice cobra... a cobra that represents peace and goodness and power).
Anyway, where was I? Qarl. Yes, late last night, Angelina and I were having a drink out on the bridge; that's when this freakish Qarl Qhan message came through. So far we've been unable to decipher it.
If only Rupey were here.
