Confusion

Posted on 09 Oct 2013 @ 2:16pm by Senior Chief Petty Officer Keval zh'Erinov

265 words; about a 1 minute read

I am sitting here in my cabin. I don't want to be here, but the medical staff has told me I am in no condition to report for duty. They did not find my antennae yet so that means I have to wait for it to grow out again. I don't know if I can put up with that. Of course I don't really have a choice in the matter, if we are going to be logical, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.


I'm not especially vain, or at least I like to think I'm not, so its not that. If people don't accept me they can go pound sound, or they can go perform physically impossible acts on themselves. Either way, I don't care. Besides to most non-Andorians its no big deal In fact if they notice at all, it would get me some sympathy.

I'm sitting here now just biding my time. Drawing. Its the only thing that seems to relax me. Well that and sex. Its been too long since I've been intimate with someone. WAY TOO LONG, but there is nothing I can do about that right now. Well nothing that I want to do anyway. Drawing is much better than taking things into my own hands so to speak.

There are two men on board, who I would like to get... closer to. But I'm holding back with both because I'm confused as to who I really want to get involved with; my roommate or my doctor.

I hear someone coming now, I'll continue this later.

Keval

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