Trying to untangle a Gordian knot with a butterknife

Posted on 02 Apr 2024 @ 8:13am by Ensign Jonathon DeLaney

286 words; about a 1 minute read

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"Compyer begin Personal Log,

The arrival of the other Galileo from an alternate, future, whatever timeline has thrown everything into disarray. It's like trying to navigate a nebula blindfolded while juggling plasma grenades – chaotic and downright dangerous. Not that I mind a challenge, but this is pushing it to the limit.

Dealing with one crew was challenging enough, but now there's an entire alternate reality's worth of people to contend with. And let me tell you, it's not a picnic. I can barely tolerate Liam as it is, with his incessant chatter and unwavering optimism. Now, with the arrival of new faces and their own quirks and idiosyncrasies, it feels like I'm on the edge of a breakdown.

Engineering has turned into a circus, with malfunctioning EPS conduits and fluctuating plasma flow regulators cropping up left and right. It's like the ship itself is rebelling against the intrusion of these newcomers. I've been knee-deep in techno-babble trying to sort it all out, but it feels like trying to untangle a Gordian knot with a butterknife.

The ship's systems are like a delicate symphony, each component playing its part in harmony. But now, with the sudden influx of new crew members, it's like someone's thrown a wrench into the works. I'm doing my best to keep everything running smoothly, but it's like trying to herd cats in zero gravity.

Despite the chaos, I find myself yearning for the solitude of deep space, where the only voices I hear are the hum of machinery and the whisper of distant stars. But for now, I'll grit my teeth and soldier on, doing what needs to be done to keep this ship from descending into complete madness.

End log."

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