RizMan's Log, stardate 56978.26
Well, I recovered from my, as the doctor calls it: muchto-ous drunken alcholnnisitis. I still got a headache, but that's nothing compared to what I felt like yesterday.
That means, that I now can focus on what really matters: chicks, hot sexy mamas, wimminz, whatever you want to call them.
I understand that we got a new crewmember, Elrod. However, he doesn't have a position yet. He doesn't want to be a cook, so I suppose we're gonna have to continue eating replicated food for the next days unless I find a chick who can cook and be my personnal assistant
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While I got drunk with TO 8-4-7-2 during the last days, we collected a few plausible mottos for our fine ship.
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So to all crewmembers, especially the Captain, I would recommend to check them and vote for a motto. I made the log's status public, so you can add an entry to it.
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I heard that Henke had a Virus, the reason why he attacked Commander Vortex. Apparently, the doctor cured him, but I don't really trust him. With all the Voodoo stuff he used to do, I can't stop thinking that he wants to dissect us all. So henke would be a great way to do that: he infects henke with a virus, so that henke kills us and then the doctor can dissect us.
Oh man, I'm getting paranoia now. Gotta see a psychologist now, but where can I find that, we don't have one on board, althought Elrod asked to become ship's Psychologist.
But enough now: I here some girlz calling. Sure they're horny and so am I
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