This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. STAR TREK: DEEP SPACE NINE is a Registered Trademark ® of Paramount Pictures. Copyright (c) 1996 by Paramount Pictures. All Rights Reserved. No infringement was meant. "Stardate 32699.4" copyright (c) 1996 by BGM - R Note 1) Meaningless plotless little thing I wrote up while waiting for inspiration to strike me. Bear with me people, it was 12:33 am when I did this. It's mostly crude language. Helped me to clear my spirits a bit. :-) Note 2) Set the day after Fascination ~~~ CAPTAIN'S PERSONAL LOG -- STARDATE 32699.4 Dax? Lusting after me? Well . . . I can't really say I'm shocked -- or appalled. But damn it, I can't look at her and see a beautiful young woman. All I see is Curzon; a graggy old man always out to get me drunk. [sigh] All right, so I admit I've had a few fantasies of my own . . . I mean I'm only Human right? And damn . . . Yates is nice but -- Fuck. She's always away and doing god knows what. [groan] Why didn't I listen to my instincts? Why didn't I just take the opportunity to get laid for once? Because I'm the Captain and I have to set a damn example, that's why! Well fuck that! [slam] END LOG FIRST OFFICER'S PERSONAL LOG -- fuck the date. Damn Betazoids . . . I wish I had the chance to ring Troi's neck right now. I know it wouldn't do any good, but damn would I feel better. How dare she strut that pretty ass of hers in here and spread her sick, fucking lovey-dovey feelings around? Now I have to face him -- talk to him, tell him it wasn't supposed to happen that way. We were there together, there was nobody around, and we lost our marbles. If Dax had been there, I'd have chosen her. Prophets! If *Jake* had been there I probably would have picked him. But not Julian -- not if I had a choice. I refuse to believe I was *ever* attracted to that pompous, self-satisfied little *bastard*! [slam] END LOG CHIEF MEDICAL OFFICER'S PERSONAL LOG -- STARDATE 32699.4 Well I can't say this has been a delightful day. It started out perfectly fine until I had to run into *her*. What a bitch. "I'm sorry Julian, but what happened at the party was something that was beyond our control." Yeah, sure, like *I* would ever believe that. Little slut didn't have any trouble trying to suck my entire fucking face off! All right, so I wasn't any better, but damn! At least I admit it. [sigh] Stupid fucking Zanthee fever. [slam] END LOG COMMANDER'S PERSONAL LOG -- STARDATE 32699.4 [Groan] I knew I'd regret this . . . no, actually I didn't know because I was too busy fondling Benjamin's ass! Oooh my what have I done? Latent attraction? No no no no, that can't be. He's young, too young. But he's been my friend for so long. Curzon's friend. I have to think of Jadzia as well. What *does* the woman in me want? Surrounded -- I'm surrounded by beautiful males and females, and I've been repressing these urges for too long. [snort] And here I was complaining that Julian was immature -- lusting after me when he first met me. [groan] Oh what must Benjamin think of me? END LOG ELIM GARAK'S PERSONAL LOG - STARDATE 32699.4 Major Kira and MY Julian??? Where the hell was I? Why was I not in his presence when blind lust finally decided to strike him?! [Cardassian swearing which the computer refuses to translate] I've waiting three years for an opportunity to finally fuck that little bastard from here to the Delta quadrant and I lost against a Bajoran [more Cardassian curses]??? His pretty cock was practically handed to me on a silver platter -- AND I MISSED IT? Have I managed to irritate every imaginable omnipotent beings there is? Well damn him and his raging hormones! I hope she's into whips. Teach the little slut a lesson. [slam] END LOG CHIEF OF SECURITY'S PERSONAL LOG - STARDATE 32699.4 Doctor Bashir and MY Kira??? Why? Why did I have to be away? Why did I have to be in the company of that *irritating* Betazoid ambassador while I could have been in Julian's place? Oh that cocky attitude. "I can't keep my hands off her." INDEED! Those weren't the only things he was trying to keep off her. But noooo, I have to be a gentlemen, I have to be polite, I have to be a damned fucking innocent so that she can sway her little ass into the slut doctor's arms! Well damn her! I hope he slaps her around a few times. She deserves it! [slam] END LOG CHIEF ENGINEERING'S PERSONAL LOG I'll kill him! I swear it, by all the powers that be, I WILL kill that little Ferengi . . . asshole! How DARE he come on to Keiko like that? Not his fault . . . If it's not his fault, who the hell's fault is it? I can't fight a disease, I can't ask a latent attraction outside to pound his face in. Poor Keiko. I wonder . . . No, she looked too damned scared to even consider liking what he was doing. Oh I'll kill him! [slam] END LOG THE END Don't blame me. Blame Mrs Muse who decided to ignore me tonight.