Well, now that I've made a complete idiot of myself I've just found a 400 plus post discussion on the Freedom's Intranet pertaining to the size and form of my body. Captain Clueless went and sent a crewman off with my particulars to have a uniform replicated for me. The first post said simply "Lieutenant K'Lynxyl, 37DD-32B-24-36. I'm in love." Well, I suppose I should feel flattered but I forgot my secondary mammaries were still swollen with milk for Commander Tempres' cubs and they're more like 40E-36CC. My poor slightly too small uniform looked like my boobs were trying to burst out. Do you think I'd ask for a larger cup size with all the crewmen standing about staring like slack-jawed Academy Cadets? No. I took care of it personally and in private.

On the subject of slack-jawed, Lieutenant Dammers managed to keep his bloody mouth shut on the shuttle trip back up to the Freedom although I caught him on several occasions undressing me with his beady little eyes only to look away and turn bright red when caught. Great Goddess, why him? I suppose the Goddess intends to test my resolve, and I will obey. I will let the dust settle and hope he'll talk to me again. Oh yes he will talk to me again, the way he looks at me makes that a for certain. He appeared to be ready to propose to me during my little striptease-and who would have thought stripping was a life skill-to distract those cops for that crucial ninety seconds. The contents of my last log did have its merit and was quite honest, if only I'd just sent it to him and not the entire senior staff. I must move carefully with this one, my time is almost up and I cannot afford mistakes. He gave me the clues I need and I will let him hunt me. He wants to, I know it, in his sad, never had a girlfriend, locked in his parent's basement watching sci-fi reruns, premature-ejaculatory sort of way. But even I know just what to say to such a blow to a fragile male ego, treat it like the compliment it is. Note to self, remove Hungry Like the Wolf from playlist, no need having him ring my doorchime with a box of chocolate covered chicken hearts while that's playing. I thought I'd never find a male who would make R'Merr look good by comparison.

Speaking of R'Merr, he and S'Varr both look like terrified rabbits after waking up in bed together the honeymoon suite at Grog's. I didn't have the heart to strip the two stoned boys down, maybe I'm getting soft in my old age. Maybe I'll destroy the pictures. Nah… I'll hang onto them until I decide if I'm not just pissed at another idiot who deserves death. I swear if Brundle hadn't transferred out of my department I'd have killed him.

And about nearly killed, it's no wonder I stood no chance against Commander t'Resan if she can kiss like that! If I find out she's sniffing out Milton there might be a nice cold airlock in her future…after she teaches me her technique that is…

Happy endings on New California. The nursery is secure, the Council is disbanded, the Antican population is again free to do what they do best, that is trap rodents, and the people are fed. Furthermore, when I sent for legal advice from my lawyers regarding that idiot doctor's threats and they in turn sent the requisite copies to my brother. He invoked a strange little clause in the Hegemony-Federation treaty and sent peacekeeping forces to New California with a team of engineers and medical personnel. The lawyers are having a field day with this one, the more hard-line elements of the Admiralty are going insane while the more open Federation Assembly is welcoming the political breath of fresh air Maarcuz Riit has been over the last ten years. I think this might be the beginning of great things for the Hegemony and the Federation. And his timing was perfect as well, what with a Romulan buildup along the Neutral Zone! Times are tense in the galaxy in the wake of the Enterprise's nearly disastrous diplomatic mission to Romulus. Much promise abounds in the galaxy tonight and much shift flows through the Romulan Empire. Peace could be on the horizon, but the Federation still needs every friend it can get, even if that friend is a Kzin.

Note to fingers. Press save. Do not press send. Good fingers.