Captain's log - Stardate 2261.278
After an evening involving a quarter of a bottle of Romulan Ale, Bones, Gaila and some Orion gadget that sort of reminds me of an old Terrran toy called a Slinky in looks (but has absolutely nothing to do with it in function), my mood is far better than it was.
Scotty's rigging up an experimental transporter to see if he can merge two previously unmerged things as opposed to splitting previously whole things into two different parts. I should probably be more worried about that than I am, but what the hell?
