doubleohfive
Fleet Admiral
Thanks again for proving to me You exist, mostly by allowing me the capacity to learn from my mistakes (mental note: don't trust DarkHelmet with anything), to look forward to the future, no matter how much I may want to do otherwise, to embrace each day as a new possibility and chance for self-improvement, for the friends I made here, even though we all have our own individual laundry-lists of fucked up issues (myself included) and especially thank you for Flukie. That guy is pretty much the gold-standard of awesome. Similarly, thanks for the usual rogue gallery of idiots who pass through here too, who I can laugh at and not feel like I'm being a jerk because, well, they're assholes.
Of course, let's not forget the basics -- the food on my plate (Lebanese is the best!), the air that I breathe (even if Shameless can't help his manic farting, which anyone between Newport and Ventura can smell), the sun on my face, the girls who love me (How you doin'?), the gay guys who love me (hello, boys), the roof over my head (even if it leaks), the wine in my glass (Santa Barbara FTW!), the freedom to express myself without fear and the love of my family and friends, even if I drive them crazy sometimes.
Thank you also for puppies and Christmas and chocolate and whiskey. For rolleyes icons and that scene when Q made Data laugh. For Summer Glau and Elizabeth Mitchell. Thank you for Twitter and digital cameras, JKTim and his unfailing attention proper grammar and spelling. Thank you for kayaking and blondes, for spaghetti and DVDs. For self-sacrifice and honor, for my friends' capacity to forgive me my trespasses and even those friends who cannot do same.
Thank you for summertime and celebrities who are nice to their fans. Thank you for great sex and bad music. Thank you for ice cream and music, for Zach Quinto and Daniel Craig. Thanks for the Admiral's Lounge, the B.R. and the M.A. of old. Thanks for Hollywood and New York, Shanghai and Paris. Thansk for clever usernames like The OP and Reno's Dual, for Stinknuts and "Tits!", Sideboobs and CLANG! Thanks also for cookie dough and soy milk, margaritas and Blu-ray, iPods and DVR. Thanks for good books and vocab. Thanks for Hugh Jackman and Jack Bauer, for Salman Rushdie and Ernest Hemingway. Thanks for 'Stuff White People Like" and for salsa dancing. For external hard drives and guacamole. Thanks for Yoda and checkers. Thank you for cooleddie, who happens to be both cool and named eddie.
Thank you for Barack Hussein Obama! For change we can believe in and history we can honor. Thank you for Facebook and hot and sour soup. For Curly Duals and thread bombs. For Photoshop and YouTube. Thank you for all the friends who love me. Thank you for Star Trek and naked mods and that Lord King of the Awesome, JonathonWally. Thanks for Kira'sMom, who is a sweetheart, and for TBonz' unending patience with all of us; for Spaceman Spiff's brilliant wit, and Locutus of Bored's fierce eloquence. Thanks for Neeka Keet, who just plain rocks and and for jkladis because he more than anyone knows the true meaning of friendship.
Thank you for people like Babaganoosh, exodus and Crusher Disciple, because even though I may not get along with you, I like you and I know deep down, you're good people. Thank you for Firefox and iTunes, for Klingon-Birds-of-Prey and freeways free of traffic. Thank you for palm trees and rivers and Times Square and coffee. Thank you for Pixar movies and widescreen movies. Thank you for Jayson's wacky sense of humor and miniskirts, vaccuum cleaners and spell-check.
Thank you for meetups and commentary threads, for Genre Babes/Hunks of the Week. Thank you for In-N-Out and NPR and Major Barcalow. Thank you for comic books and sisters. Thanks for a working search function and Google Maps.Thanks for jazz and iPhones. Thanks for the 'Play All' feature. Thanks for the Ferengi episodes and Howard the Duck. (Ok, maybe not that last one). Thanks for Dr. Crusher 'walking like a striptease queen' and for "Once More, With Feeling." Thanks for Bear McCreary and Gaius FRAKKING Baltar!!! Thanks for boba tea and Wil Wheaton growing up and actually being a pretty cool guy. Thanks for JJ Abrams, whose reboot of Star Trek pretty much pissed away everything except Enterprise.
Thank you for this country where I can live my life and decide one day to pick up and leave everyone and everything I know, with little preparation, and transplant myself 3,000 miles away and still manage to find success and happiness here three years later, on the path to my dream career even though things didn't go according to plan and especially even though there are some people actively trying to get me to fail and give up. Thank you for making this possible, and for the fact that anyone can do that in this town if they want it enough.
Thanks for loyalty.
Thanks for freedom.
Thanks for love.
Thanks for laughter.
Thanks for life.
Good to know You still "care," even if we don't 'talk' anymore.
Just one thing. Would it kill you to just once do something to Trekker that's fucking good?!
I mean, O-M-F-You! How long You been at this?
Get Your shit together!
--doubleoh, "Hell is going to be hot."
Of course, let's not forget the basics -- the food on my plate (Lebanese is the best!), the air that I breathe (even if Shameless can't help his manic farting, which anyone between Newport and Ventura can smell), the sun on my face, the girls who love me (How you doin'?), the gay guys who love me (hello, boys), the roof over my head (even if it leaks), the wine in my glass (Santa Barbara FTW!), the freedom to express myself without fear and the love of my family and friends, even if I drive them crazy sometimes.
Thank you also for puppies and Christmas and chocolate and whiskey. For rolleyes icons and that scene when Q made Data laugh. For Summer Glau and Elizabeth Mitchell. Thank you for Twitter and digital cameras, JKTim and his unfailing attention proper grammar and spelling. Thank you for kayaking and blondes, for spaghetti and DVDs. For self-sacrifice and honor, for my friends' capacity to forgive me my trespasses and even those friends who cannot do same.
Thank you for summertime and celebrities who are nice to their fans. Thank you for great sex and bad music. Thank you for ice cream and music, for Zach Quinto and Daniel Craig. Thanks for the Admiral's Lounge, the B.R. and the M.A. of old. Thanks for Hollywood and New York, Shanghai and Paris. Thansk for clever usernames like The OP and Reno's Dual, for Stinknuts and "Tits!", Sideboobs and CLANG! Thanks also for cookie dough and soy milk, margaritas and Blu-ray, iPods and DVR. Thanks for good books and vocab. Thanks for Hugh Jackman and Jack Bauer, for Salman Rushdie and Ernest Hemingway. Thanks for 'Stuff White People Like" and for salsa dancing. For external hard drives and guacamole. Thanks for Yoda and checkers. Thank you for cooleddie, who happens to be both cool and named eddie.
Thank you for Barack Hussein Obama! For change we can believe in and history we can honor. Thank you for Facebook and hot and sour soup. For Curly Duals and thread bombs. For Photoshop and YouTube. Thank you for all the friends who love me. Thank you for Star Trek and naked mods and that Lord King of the Awesome, JonathonWally. Thanks for Kira'sMom, who is a sweetheart, and for TBonz' unending patience with all of us; for Spaceman Spiff's brilliant wit, and Locutus of Bored's fierce eloquence. Thanks for Neeka Keet, who just plain rocks and and for jkladis because he more than anyone knows the true meaning of friendship.
Thank you for people like Babaganoosh, exodus and Crusher Disciple, because even though I may not get along with you, I like you and I know deep down, you're good people. Thank you for Firefox and iTunes, for Klingon-Birds-of-Prey and freeways free of traffic. Thank you for palm trees and rivers and Times Square and coffee. Thank you for Pixar movies and widescreen movies. Thank you for Jayson's wacky sense of humor and miniskirts, vaccuum cleaners and spell-check.
Thank you for meetups and commentary threads, for Genre Babes/Hunks of the Week. Thank you for In-N-Out and NPR and Major Barcalow. Thank you for comic books and sisters. Thanks for a working search function and Google Maps.Thanks for jazz and iPhones. Thanks for the 'Play All' feature. Thanks for the Ferengi episodes and Howard the Duck. (Ok, maybe not that last one). Thanks for Dr. Crusher 'walking like a striptease queen' and for "Once More, With Feeling." Thanks for Bear McCreary and Gaius FRAKKING Baltar!!! Thanks for boba tea and Wil Wheaton growing up and actually being a pretty cool guy. Thanks for JJ Abrams, whose reboot of Star Trek pretty much pissed away everything except Enterprise.
Thank you for this country where I can live my life and decide one day to pick up and leave everyone and everything I know, with little preparation, and transplant myself 3,000 miles away and still manage to find success and happiness here three years later, on the path to my dream career even though things didn't go according to plan and especially even though there are some people actively trying to get me to fail and give up. Thank you for making this possible, and for the fact that anyone can do that in this town if they want it enough.
Thanks for loyalty.
Thanks for freedom.
Thanks for love.
Thanks for laughter.
Thanks for life.
Good to know You still "care," even if we don't 'talk' anymore.
Just one thing. Would it kill you to just once do something to Trekker that's fucking good?!
I mean, O-M-F-You! How long You been at this?
Get Your shit together!
--doubleoh, "Hell is going to be hot."
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