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Post by Malcolm Reynolds on Aug 27, 2010 19:48:47 GMT -5
Captain Malcolm Reynolds' log varies severely with his ever-changing mood. Mostly, it's matter-of-factly, more like a schedule than anything, but there are those rare times that it shows through his true feelings, the thoughts inside his head are revealed... Lucky he keeps it safe and hidden... Thursday (so far as I figure) Date: don't know, month: can't figure. Year: 2518
Got up, cleaned up as best I could manage, put my boots on wrong (guess I was tired), fixed em, got breakfast, worked up Inara into a speechless-like tissy, yelled at Jayne, talked 'self into job thingy, planed with crew about job shindig, got lunch (don't right know what it was - doc decided to contribute by cookin for a change. not gonna happen again), argued with the little one about how to fly a ship (got a tongue on her), set course for Sihnon (argued some more - think she was in fightin mood), argued with Inara (discussin really, bout a job of her own), fell down my ladder (she shoved me i know it), had dinner (Jayne cooks fine), sat with Kaylee in the engine room long time, got tired, bed.
M. Reynolds
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