New challenge: From the Very Secret Personal Logs

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In Star Trek, members of the Enterprise crew had personal logs where they spoke of their day, their experiences, their thoughts and feelings... really just a glorified diary, actually.

Since the crewmembers generally spend their days together, then they experience the same things, with obvious exceptions, but they don't experience them exactly the same way.

Your challenge today, then, is to write about a day (or week) aboard the Enterprise, through the personal logs of it's crew. One event told through a dozen points of view, all completely private because no one else can read another person's log.

(Obviously, the first log and involved events will build the other logs events, but since they don't spend every waking minute together, and indeed some go days without seeing each other, there is room for several plots per story.)

Go go go go go!

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Joe Tormolen's personal log, stardate 2259.15

Te-rrific. I've been in the lab every night this week studying this nebula, and we're no closer to figuring out WTF is going on with this thing. I'm about ready to throw in the towel, but Spock- who's gone emo, by the way, don't ask me why- says we have a duty to figure it out lest it be dangerous or something, I dunno. I just want to go to my quarters and sleep at night. Or Tony's. His quarters are nicer than mine. And his bed's more comfortable. Especially with him in it.

It's Jailbait's birthday today. The Captain's decided to throw him a surprise birthday party and since I've been working with him I have to do the set up and trick him into the astrogation lab. I bet Sulu'll sneak him off before we even get to the cake. Guy's been waiting for the kid to turn legal for months.

It's also Ensign Ricky's birthday today, but I don't think many people care. Uhura got him life insurance, which was nice, and I got him a blue shirt (also life insurance, I said, and he told me to piss off and that I wasn't funny). Poor kid. I know I wouldn't want to share a birthday with Ensign Jailbait.

It's been a whole week since I've had sex. I'm going crazy, which is wierd, because before that I went through a dry spell that lasted about six years. This is all Tony's fault for being so damn good in bed, damn him.

*sigh* I have to go get Jailbait for the party now. I don't really want to go. Maybe I'll sneak out early and plan a little surprise of my own for Tony.