Second Officer's Personal Log: I have a positronic brain capable of performing sixty trillion calculations per second with double-hash quantum-state error checking. If Commander Riker double-checks my math on his damn calculator one more time, I will
bitch slap the punk.
Captain's Log: Well, it was fun while it lasted, but I guess it's time to knock it off. Lieutenant Worf actually caught
me making faces behind his back today.